Slow food starts from a seed and becomes a coconut, a mango, a salad, a sweet potato. It is tended. Last years trash makes this years fertilizer. It stretches its hopeful cotyledons. It seizes the sun and soars up from a fragile seedling to become sustenance.
Slow food is gathering not just leaves and fruit. Slow food is gathering sunshine. Slow food is gathering an understanding of the myriad creatures in the garden. Slow food is a table set by the whole family to nourish bodies and souls.
What is dinner when women remain unseen? Imprisoned by birth to be caged in the kitchen?
I love the free flow of living space to kitchen in the houses of my childhood. I hate the isolation of the kitchen in Kenya. I would rather cook with a fire on the ground with my family than be isolated in a "modern" kitchen. No more woman's space and men's space, just our space. No more you have to cook and clean because you had the distaste to be born female. But we share because we are born equal.