reviewer did not read the book and had no comment on its contents. Her beef
(really bad pun, I am so sorry) was about the image of the Goddess Kali on the
cover. This person thought it was disrespectful of me to use it; especially
because in the reviewer’s opinion, “You’re not even hindu (sic).”
I respect everyone’s right to practice their own religion and understand the
Indian antipathy for pop-culture and marketing ploys that distort their deities
without an iota of understanding of their cultural or religious significance.
After all, Jesus flipping burgers would cause a stir in some circles.
used that specific image because I am her namesake (yes, my mother named
actually me after the Goddess Herself) and the “Kitchen Goddess” nickname was
earned by sharing recipes and memories of food that left my friends ecstatic
combination became the logo for my semi-monthly column from which
the book originated.
agnostic, but some of my ancestors were devout Hindus. Of course, there was no
way for the reviewer to know that one of my paternal foremothers was born in Southeast India, smack in the middle of Tamil Nadu.
allow for her righteous indignation and her right to voice her opinion. I
reject organized religion, not Democracy!
the same time, it started me thinking about a book that carried recipes from some
the places of origin in my family tree.
course, some of that heritage is alien to me because it is generations removed
– but all that interracial mixture creates wonderful fusion that becomes part
of the popular culture and a new cultural influence as well. As my cousins engage
in genealogical research, and we find more connections we’d been unaware of I
try to incorporate it in the kitchen.
may have devastating socio-political effects on the people conquered, but it
also sows the seeds of new cultural traditions and fascinating gastronomic
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because I am just a little twisted, I also thought, “If you happen to be a white supremacist and a foodie, this book is
going to make you severely conflicted.”
I decided to start
the year by looking back and instituting an experiment in my self-publishing
adventure. An anthology of personal writing with accompanying images, it weighs
in at approximately 13,000 words.
Life, Dreams and Magical Landscapesis a collection of stories,
poems, dreams and journal entries written between 1997 and 2007 but covering a
wider space of time.
purpose: to elevate words to mental images that defined us at different periods
of our lives.
of the royal we here is not a conceit but evidence that with every entry a
different person can be identified, because we all grow and develop into
different people as we mature.
The volume is available now at Smashwords and
Amazon, Barnes and Noble will follow in the next day or two.