At home with food
While living in Honolulu 2004-05 (and 2010-12), I learned to eat 'Ahi Poke. And in Malmö, Sweden, across the street downtown south where I used to have my home, there was/is a sushi place called Chill out sushi. In 2008 or so, they had an American chef from Colorado. I asked for raw tuna a couple of times and shared that I had lived in Hawaii. Soon, he decided to try to make poke and I got to say how I liked it seasoned. It became delicious, especially in the summertime, when our taste buds feel it differently.
Yesterday, I had Frankfurt's own Aloha Poke - with real 'Ahi of course - for dinner. It was also delicious!
We could never feel at home without good food - in our bodies and our houses -, which is why I prefer to make my own. It blends with my energy as I prepare it, while being able to choose.what I feel is the best for me for my current needs. And so I can bless it before I eat it. Then food becomes love.
'Ahi means raw tuna in Japanese, the same kind used for sushi. How much did they need to sacrifice? What happens when we bring a country's specialty and multiply it to sell elsewhere?