Thursday, February 19, 2026: anything can be solved at a table with a good meal, along with a slice of apple pie the way you like it warm from the oven From Calling Humanity to the Table by Brenda Bishop In the old ways, power was never loud. It did not scream or demand allegiance. Power lived in hands that knew how to feed others. Power lived where fire was tended and ingredients were honored. My grandmother once said that anything could be solved at a table with a good meal, along with a slice of apple pie the way you like it warm from the oven smelling of cinnamon and vanilla, hearty foods. Not erased. Not forgiven. But softened enough to be faced. Hunger sharpens fear. Nourishment lowers defenses. When people eat, they remember themselves. So, the table becomes sacred space. The pot becomes a cauldron. The recipe becomes a spell passed down, not written. Butter Bean Curry is made for winter nights when the world feels brittle and split at the seams. Creamy coconut milk holds ...
