In my mind what makes a true dessert is when my Sister Mama, beautiful Steph Z-H, makes it for my son on his eleventh birthday. Desserts nourish the heart and soul because they are special and sweet. When Steph makes you a dessert, her passion and love is in every spoonful. First of all, like everything made by Steph, it will look pretty, so it nourishes the senses. It might be, like this one, made from berries that she herself foraged from some muddy, mosquito-y, stand of berry bushes. On top it will have raw cream, from the Owens Farm, where Steph does chores. Potentially, this raw cream will be sweetened with maple syrup that Steph and her family boiled in the spring when the sap was running. Steph is an ancestral culinary tradition Goddess.
Steph is also an artist and recently has tapped into one of our most Primal raw materials for her work. All that Big Game hunting and early domestication of animals didn't just feed us, it clothed us. I love my artificial-fiber-CrossFitting-gear as much as the next grrrl, but when I dressed my babies, when I care for my sick children, when I need to remind myself that I am of, and from, this earth, I turn to wool. In fact, my least favorite thing about living in southern AZ, might be the lack of wool clothing required. I miss my mittens, scarves and sweaters! Check out Steph's wool creations at her family's website, where you can find her husband, JD, doing the other most Primal of activities, building with stone. The picture is my son Ezra standing in front of one of JD' s walls.
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