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Accessibility Means Access To Food
I was originally writing this as a Facebook rant. Unfortunately for the world at large, I'm off this week and have way too much time on my hands. I spent the morning in conversation with a visually-impaired book editor. We were discussing what conlangs (constructed languages, i.e. fantasy or made up languages like Klingon and Sindarin) mean for accessibility when a person needs a screen reader. Turns out, it generally isn't an issue if the screen reader can read it and the website or story is formatted correctly (lots of food for thought there, no pun intended). That got me thinking about how the world views people with invisible disabilities, like severe food allergies or autoimmune disorders that are triggered by food.
By Ashley McGee2 years ago in Feast
The Best Place to Eat in Pampanga, Philippines
The Best Restaurant in Pampanga, Philippines: The Finest Capampangan Cuisine. It is believed that food gives the body the vitality it requires to continue breathing and being alive, to function and bundle up, and to build and repair tissues. There is more than enough food available to us since we live in a world of abundance.
By Domingo Añasco-Gaces Samontina, Jr.2 years ago in Feast
The Writing Is on the Wall
I am blessed in many ways to be a writer, and right now, I feel especially privileged to be a writer of sci-fi/dystopian fiction. This has given me a level of insight into crisis survival that many people don’t possess. I am also blessed to be able to volunteer at a local organization that serves the ID/DD community (Intellectual Disability/Developmental Disability - I am an autistic person), working to stock and organize our Food Pantry, where clients come to “shop” for supplemental foodstuffs to stretch their food dollars and eat healthy meals. These two parts of my life have given me an edge, which I feel needs to be shared.
By Hillora Lang2 years ago in Feast
'Strega': Made with Olive Our Love. Top Story - August 2022.
Confession: I adore olives. Castelvetrano, Alfonso, Kalamata, Moroccan, and plenty more. You name them, I’ve probably eaten them. Aside from their outstanding health benefits and unparalleled taste, they’ve allowed me to make great memories with my family at the dining table.
By The Rogue Scribe2 years ago in Feast
Fruity Paradise after a Hot Day at the Pool
After swimming for hours at the Blanding City Pool by the South Chapel, the coins pressed in my hand, the parking lot asphalt scorched my feet as I dashed to the yellow Sno Shack across Main Street. I waited behind a friend, my brother, my cousin, or other eager preteens, the goathead thorns digging into the heels and balls of our feet. But the pain was worth the upcoming brain freeze to counteract the dry heat.
By Eileen Davis2 years ago in Feast
Summer sweet
Take a deep breath in. Now let it out. Summer is here. Swimming pools, bonfires, outdoor sports, beach trips? Yes please-- sign me up. The sun and the temperatures may be high but so are our spirits. Burgeoning bug populations can't bring us down either; this is the season of fireworks and fourth-of-July parties, and I'm here for it. I still remember playing wiffleball at my cousin's house every 4th, almost like a cut plotline from the Sandlot. I also remember how much I hated wiffleball as a kid, and it's funny how much I'd like to take another crack at it now. Luckily for an unathletic child there was a lot more to do at family parties than swing that tiny yellow bat and hope against hope for a homer to an imaginary crowd of adoring fans.
By Alan Pierce2 years ago in Feast
Nostalgia is a Three-Bean Salad
“That’s crazy!” I said, wrestling our dull can opener into a can of green beans. I stood next to my mother at the long laminate countertop that peeled up at the edges, a green plastic bowl between us. She stared down as she carefully diced an onion, not meeting my gaze. I had just finished telling her we would never fight, a reassurance following her argument with my little brother, but she had responded that we would. Maybe not until I was older, she said, but she could promise we would. At nine years old, I was aghast.
By Star Blackford2 years ago in Feast
A perfect cup of frozen yogurt
I may only be thirty-one going on thirty-two as I write this but I like to think that I have some stories that are worth telling. Some experiences we have in life can be retold to educate, inspire or even warn others. However some stories are just fun to tell and may put a smile on the face of the person hearing it. The story that I’m about to tell is one of those stories that I hope will put a smile on the face of the person reading it. The star of the story is my favorite summer food and that would be frozen yogurt of course. Our story takes place in the summer of 2019. Summer is my favorite time of year and frozen yogurt is one of my favorite foods so in other words this story is full of things that I consider to be my favorite things. So sit back and relax as you think happy thoughts. It all began when I was doing one of my normal daily activities scrolling through Instagram. I probably saw more than one hundred posts that day but I can honestly say that I only remember one post from my scrolling that sunny summer day. It was a post advertising a contest from Yogurt Land also known as my favorite frozen yogurt shop. I love going to yogurt land and creating fun and tasty frozen yogurt creations. For the contest you had to go to Yogurt Land create a cup of frozen yogurt and let you imagination run wild. Then all you had to do was upload the photo to Instagram using the hashtags provided. I consider myself to be a very creative person and I have been known to create some pretty good looking cups of frozen yogurt. One day after work I went to Yogurt Land and created what I called a Yogurt land mountain. I decorated my mountain with Chocolate, fruit, sprinkles, candy, and more. I still love looking at the pictures of my creation. After my fun and tasty trip to Yogurt Land I simply uploaded the picture to Instagram and followed the directions on how to enter. Well, it turned out that particular cup of beautifully decorated frozen yogurt was not just a perfect summer treat that looked good in pictures and helped you stay cool on hot days. That beautiful cup of frozen yogurt ended up winning me a hundred dollar gift card to yogurt land! I was very happy and kind of surprised. I ended up treating a good amount of people to frozen yogurt after that. This story is one of my favorite and sweetest summer memories. The best part is that one cup of frozen yogurt turned in to many more delicious and beautifully decorated works of art. Thank you for reading this happy story about my favorite summer food. I hope you have a great summer that is filled with many very beautiful and very tasty cups of amazingly decorated frozen yogurt. Here are reasons why frozen yogurt is one hundred percent the very best summer food ever made.
By Christina Epperly2 years ago in Feast
Summer Marshmallows
The marshmallows were on sale when she went to the market today. She decided to buy a bag. She had such good memories of smores, as a child at summer camp and school camping trips. She thought of the melted Hersey bar creations. Trying to keep the melted mess from falling off the graham crackers, She remembered her mother laughing as she licked the gunk off her fingers. In fact, everybody had been laughing. Her mother would make up stories. She often created them by using the names of her students. The children were thrilled by the tales.
By Antoinette L Brey2 years ago in Feast