VIFF Picks 2014

It’s the most romantic time of the year in Vancouver. Glorious fall, which brings us the most vibrant display of colour on Victoria Drive, and the Vancouver International Film Festival!

Here are my picks for this year. France, China, Spain, the UK, Canada, and the US are represented. I’ve mostly gone for light entertainment, romance, and inspiration, with some exposure to other cultures as well. As lovely as Vancouver is, it will be wonderful to experience the romance of faraway places for a while.

 

Miss and the Doctors, France – Romance, Women Directors, 102 min

Sunday, Sept. 28, 5:45 PM, TinseltownMissAndTheDoctors

Two very different pediatrician brothers (Cédric Kahn, Laurent Stocker) fall for the same barmaid (the luminous Louise Bourgoin) in Axelle Ropert’s (The Wolberg Family) intelligent romance. “Reminiscent of… [the] cleverly scripted adult dramas of François Truffaut’s late period. It’s at once astutely observed and deeply, though subtly, passionate… The direction and performances are spot-on throughout.”—Hollywood Reporter

My review in brief: A charming film. All three main characters are wonderful. The men are heart-breaking. The woman is beautiful. It’s in French. It made me cry. What more could you ask for?

 

Dirty Singles, Canada – Comedy, 99 min

Tuesday, Sept. 30, 7 PM, Rio (on Broadway near Commercial)DirtySingles

Jack (Paul Campbell) and Meagan (Alex Paxton-Beesley) have got it all. They’ve just bought a house, they’re thinking about a family and they have a close-knit circle of zany friends that love them. A few hookups, breakups and breakdowns later, the circle unravels and then regroups in this sharp-edged and libidinous comedy from writer-director Alex Pugsley.

My review in brief: Ho hum. Not nearly as sexy as it was cracked up to be. Though I found Melissa Hood to be luminously, classily gorgeous and inspiring in her role as Caprice. A bit of sharp dialogue, but neither I nor my friend found ourselves caring about these characters. The emotion didn’t touch us. There was nothing fresh about the situations or insights. Nice to see real Canadian snow falling in some of the outdoor scenes, though! All filmed in a 3-block radius in Toronto.

 

Martin’s Pink Pickle (How could you resist that title?), Canada – Drama, Romance, 79 min

Wed., Oct. 1, 1:30 PM, TinseltownMartinsPinkPickle

A boy follows his girlfriend to Hope, an ironically named town where his dreams die a slow death. However, his settled lifestyle is disrupted by a trip back to the city for a medical appointment, where he and a friend become stranded for 24 hours. René Brar tells the story of two troubled kids who never really grew up while examining the complex nature of relationships.

– And presumably filmed in Hope and Vancouver!

 My review in brief: I enjoyed this one a lot, in part because of the familiar locations. Downtown Hope! Commercial Drive (in one very brief flash). The pier and tunnel at New Brighton. So that part was fun. The two main characters were very likeable, and the story revealed depth to Martin as it unfolded. Very moving use of archival photos, as well. In some random glitch of the universe, there were problems with the sound. After about 10 minutes of not being able to hear the main sound track, though the background sound was loud and clear, VIFF staff apologized and said the film would be re-run from the beginning. Since this was a film festival, we were all wondering if the sound was supposed to be like that. Was this a way to evoke Martin’s inner world—a sense of being cut off and distant from his life? This glitch might have done more to establish his character than the film would normally convey!

 

The Iron Ministry, China – Experimental & Avant Garde, 82 min

Thursday, Oct. 2, 9:15 PM, CinematequeIronMinistryThe

Award-winning documentary filmmaker J.P. Sniadecki travelled throughout China by train for three years, capturing—with dazzling range and astonishing intimacy—the public and private spaces, faces and thoughts of Chinese people on the move. The film’s visceral forward-charging play of light and sound is pure cinema; what its Chinese passengers have to say to us is nothing short of revelatory.

My review in brief: A curious mixture of bleakness and hope for the future. Hearing the passengers’ views of the political situation in China was heartening. The overall feeling of the endless train noise, shaky camera view, and vibration was uneasy and vaguely disturbing. Some humorous moments and a feeling of shared humanity creating the most lasting impression of the film.

 

The Two Faces of January, UK, France – Crime, Thrills, Mystery, 96 min

Saturday, Oct 4, 9:30 PM, Vancouver PlayhouseTwoFacesOfJanuaryThe

Bizarre circumstances make reluctant bedfellows out of American con artist Chester (Viggo Mortensen) and Athens hustler Rydal (Oscar Isaac) in Hossein Amini’s absorbing 60s-set adaptation of Patricia Highsmith’s novel. As they evade the authorities, Chester’s wife (Kirsten Dunst) finds herself torn between these seductive charlatans. “An elegantly pleasurable period thriller, a film of tidy precision and class.”—Telegraph

My review in brief: Entertaining and gripping. Beautiful faces, plot twists, and the drama of being on the run made this a fun movie to watch on a Saturday night. Some beautiful Greek scenery too. And a psychological element that added some depth and interest to the male characters. Kirsten Dunst’s character was more a plot element than a character in her own right.

 

Advanced Style, USA – Fine Arts, Style, Women Directors

Sunday, Oct. 5, 7 PM, Vancouver PlayhouseAdvancedStyle

Prompted by Ari Seth Cohen’s wildly popular blog (itself indebted to Bill Cunningham’s guerrilla fashion photography), Lina Plioplyte’s inspiring documentary profiles seven New York women—aged “between 50 and death”—whose eccentric approaches to style and glamour reflect their inextinguishable vitality. “They reject the youth-culture diktat that age makes you invisible, and offer us all an example of self-acceptance.”—Globe & Mail

– This looks very inspiring! For us women of a certain age!

My review in brief: Advanced Style was fantastic, and the women attending at the Vancouver Playhouse put considerable effort into getting into the mood of the film with an amazing display of beautiful dresses and footwear! I wore my beautiful green suede boots with 5-inch wedgie heels. It was an uplifting, touching movie, very inspiring, and the director did a Q&A at the end. She started filming these women when she was about 25. She’s now 32. She spoke of starting to get wrinkles (give me a break!), and being inspired by the possibility of aging with verve. Definitely, it was very inspiring to see these women living life with beauty and style, not fading into the background. I was also interested in the New York setting, as I will be visiting there for the first time during the last week of October. They mentioned a few places in the film that I hope to check out while I am there: Patina Vintage Store in Soho (oops, seems to be closed now), Off Broadway Boutique (one of the women in the film, Lynn Dell, owns this store), and Katz’s Deli (where Meg Ryan had a very enjoyable salad!).

Advanced Style started as a blog by Ari Seth Cohen, because he appreciated the style and wisdom of older women, and loved roaming the streets of New York to take pictures of sassy divas. He is now taking pictures of stylish older gents as well.

 

Looking for Light: Jane Bown, UK – Fine Arts, Biography

Tuesday, Oct 7, 6:45 PM, SFU Woodwards

“An excellent, intelligent, and unfussily traditional documentary about a gifted artist who photographed many key 20th-century figures, including Mick Jagger, John Betjeman, Queen Elizabeth and Samuel Beckett. Now 89, a frail and lucid Bown reflects on her life… Others pay homage… and speak insightfully about aesthetics, technique, and the context of Bown’s work. Directors Luke Dodd and Michael Whyte’s austere filmmaking eminently suits the material…”—Guardian

– Mick Jagger caught my eye, of course! (I have removed the film promo pic after viewing the credits and seeing that Jane Bown asserts her copyright to all her photos. Though I am sure the film promoters had recevied the rights to use the pic of Mick to promote the movie, I will err on the side of the spirit of Jane’s wish.)

My review in brief: A gentle film, full of longing. I enjoyed this view into the quiet dynamo that is Jane Bown. The stills of her portraits were stunning, conveying the realness and complex humanity of her subjects.

 

Living Is Easy with Eyes Closed, Spain – Audience Award Winner, 108 min

Wednesday, Oct 8, 6 PM, Center for Performing Arts (777 Homer St.)LivingIsEasywithEyesClosed

Spain, 1966. A hapless English teacher (Javier Cámara) hits the road for the strawberry fields of Almeria, hoping to meet his idol John Lennon. David Trueba’s whimsical dramatic comedy is delightfully unpredictable. “This small gem offers a lovely evocation of Spain as well as a touching tribute to an unforgettable moment in time…”—Hollywood Reporter. Winner, Best Film, Best Screenplay, Best Actor, Goya Awards 2014.

My review in brief: I loved this movie: the characters, the Spanish countryside, the simplicity of another time. The film speaks to the desire many of us have to connect with the people we admire, and to feel we have made an impact. The fact that I could relate to one of the film’s bullies as he tended his meagre tomato crop shows the movie’s capacity for evoking compassion.

 

Blind Massage, China, France – Disabilities, Literary, Romance, 114 min

Thursday, Oct. 9, 9:00 PM, Vancouver PlayhouseBlindMassage

Based on Bi Feiyu’s best-selling novel, Lou Ye’s sensual drama explores a Nanjing massage parlour and the desires of the sightless masseurs and masseuses employed there. As the camera and actors (including the extraordinary Guo Xiaodong and Qin Hao) grow as intimate as lovers and Lou artfully conveys how his characters experience the world, the film becomes “entirely engrossing…”—Variety. Winner, Best Cinematography, Berlin 2014.

– I had heard this was a practice in Japan, during my massage training at Esalen. I didn’t know it was also the practice in China. I wonder what they will see through their fingertips?

My review in brief: A major disappointment. I walked out. The write-up said nothing about the graphically horrible scenes of spurting blood that occurred in the movie. If I had wanted to see this, I could have gone to any slasher movie at the local multiplex. I wish I had walked out at 7 minutes instead of 70. Unfortunately, there was nothing about the skill and art of blind massage, which was what had interested me in the film. This is an ancient tradition, and I thought the film would honour it and provide insight. Sadly, no.

 

Last Minute Addition – Welcome to New York, US, France – Cinema of Our Time, 125 min

Wednesday, Oct. 1, 3:45 PM, Vancouver Playhouse

This fictionalized account of the meteoric fall of Dominique Strauss-Kahn is luridly rendered and lent enthralling velocity by Abel Ferrara. A sexually explicit sensory assault, it stars a magnetic, magnificently vile Gérard Depardieu as gluttony personified. The former IMF chief may go by “Mr. Devereaux” here but his transgressions and vices are instantly recognizable as those that came to a head—and made scandalous headlines—in 2011. While Devereaux controls the economic fate of nations, his debauched desires go unchecked, allowing Ferrara to craft a portrait of corrupt authority every bit as incendiary as Bad Lieutenant.

“A bluntly powerful provocation that begins as a kind of tabloid melodrama and gradually evolves into a fraught study of addiction, narcissism and the lava flow of capitalist privilege… Ferrara is no stranger to drawing great, uninhibited, end-of-tether performances from his actors… Depardieu is remarkable here on several fronts: He seems more present, more committed to the role than any of the several dozen he has played since Claude Chabrol’s Bellamy in 2009, and he charges brazenly into whatever breach Ferrara demands of him… When Devereaux is forced to strip nude by prison officers and must agonizingly contort his body to complete the task, it’s the actor and not the character who conjures our sympathies. Elsewhere, though, it is Depardieu the canny, empathic performer who finds a tragic dimension in the heretofore monstrous Devereaux…”—Scott Foundas, Variety

My review in brief: Wow! Very powerful film. A humanizing account of a sex addict. This movie was fascinating on so many levels. The documentary style was Dogme 95-like with its avoidance of background music to cue viewers on what to feel. The script was realistic, with unique voices for characters from the different milieux. Depardieu’s depiction was brilliantly complex—animalistic, self-absorbed, and yet with moments of brutal clarity about human nature. Jacqueline Bisset’s performance as his wife Simone was also an inspiration, particularly in the scene where she is almost drawn back into love with him through her own animal response to his body.

 

Final Addition: A Different Drummer: Celebrating Eccentrics, Canada – Comedy, 87 min

Friday, Oct 10, 1:15 PM, SFU Woodwards

Academy Award-winning director John Zaritsky (Leave Them Laughing), a bit of an oddball himself, returns with an engaging, light-hearted look at eccentrics. From a desert hermit to Denman Street’s Duck Lady, we’re introduced to those who dare, or are driven, to be different. Eccentrics are healthier and happier, as we discover in this funny, touching and thought-provoking film.

My review in brief: After the horrible experience of Blind Massage I had to add another movie so I could end VIFF on a good note. This film was the perfect antidote. An uplifting, inspiring celebration of people who are not afraid to express their uniqueness in the world. Check out the movie’s website and take the quiz to see if you are an eccentric! Bottom line: eccentrics seem to inspire people and bring joy into the world. And they are smarter than your average duck!

John Zaritsky gave a Q&A after the movie. Wow, this guy has won a lot of awards! He was able to reassure the audience that Laura-Kay is living in an SRO hotel on Granville Street and receiving medical care for her MS. Her duck is allowed to live with her. The film was inspired by a book by Dr. David Weeks that documents a 10-year study of eccentrics. Zaritsky contacted some of the book’s subjects as a starting point for his film, and he mentioned two eccentrics who declined to appear in the film. One of them was Lord Bath, a British peer who has 75 wifelets living on his estate! 😮

Zaritsky’s next project might be a follow-up film on the Thalidomide babies that he has filmed twice previously. They are now about 50 years old.

A bit about the study: “One of Dr Weeks’s most vexing diagnostic tasks was to distinguish between eccentricity and neurosis. “Simply put,” he says, “neurotics are miserable because they think they’re not as good as everyone else, while eccentrics know they’re different and glory in it.” After the research was completed, Dr Weeks and his team came up with a 15-point empirically based list of characteristics that define eccentricity.” From an article in The Independent.

 

Last day at Black Rook Bakehouse in the East Village

Last day
Last day
A distinguished customer
A distinguished customer
Behind the counter
Behind the counter
Muffins à go go
Muffins à go go
Ceiling beams and customers
Ceiling beams and customers
Lines angles reflections
Lines angles reflections
Pies pop one by one
Pies pop one by one
Old-time cupboard
Old-time cupboard
Empty bread shelves
Empty bread shelves
Scooting
Scooting
Girl and bike
Girl and bike
Girl in motion
Girl in motion
Hands free
Hands free
Leaving
Leaving

I was fortunate to enjoy a mountain of coconut cream pie on the last day at the Black Rook Bakehouse original location at 2141 E. Hastings St. These pictures from Saturday, July 19, 2014 capture the nostalgia of this unique place, and the longing for more and more coconut cream pie!

Black Rook Bakehouse will be opening at their new location at 2474 E. Hastings any day now. They moved locations because yet another condo development is slated for the 2100 block of E. Hastings. Let’s hope this one actually comes to fruition, unlike the Alba development in the 2500 block of E. Hastings, which halted after tearing down many of the buildings on the block. Luckily London Drugs still survives at one end, and Starbucks and a few local businesses like Hair Magic Salon and Cash for Gold at the other! And we now have a nice community garden in the middle.

BTW, the Black Rook Bakehouse coconut cream pie is out of this world, with the most generous amount of yummy real whipped cream that I have ever seen on a pie. It is actually too much for me to eat at one sitting. Incredible!

They also have a selection of other amazing pies, desserts, and savories. But when I see the coconut cream pie, I have to have it. I did sample their delicate little honey lavender cookies as well, and they are incredibly yum.

P.S. Check out the Google Maps street view of 2500 block from July 2012!

Google Maps 2500 Block E. Hastings July 2012
Google Maps 2500 Block E. Hastings July 2012

Spring shepherd’s pie, vegan style – let the lambs frolic!

I tested this pie at two separate spring potlucks, and the results were unanimous—it’s yummy! I Spring shepherd's pie, vegan styleadapted the recipe from Sarah Kramer’s Vegan À Go-Go, and I love the bright colours of the peas, carrots, and corn. For St. Patrick’s Day I made a four-leaf clover from peas, and for a Sunday brunch with my cousins I put a pea-heart on the pie (shown here).

This recipe is quick and easy to make, and serves four (or one person four times!).

Spring shepherd’s pie, vegan style
  • 1 small or medium onion, chopped
  • 2 carrots, chopped
  • 1 celery stalk, chopped
  • 1 large tomato, chopped
  • 2 tbsp olive oil
  • 3 medium potatoes, quartered and chopped
  • 2 tbsp Earth Balance organic whipped buttery spread
  • 2 tbsp Belsoy organic creamy soya preparation (optional)
  • salt to taste
  • ½ c each frozen spinach, peas, and corn
  • 1 pkg Yves veggie ground original
  • ½ tsp dried basil
  • 1 tbsp tamari, Braggs, or regular soy sauce

Preheat the oven to 350°. In a medium pot of water, boil the potatoes until soft. Mash the potatoes with the buttery spread and salt to taste. The optional creamy soya preparation makes the mashed potatoes fluffy and creamy.

In a medium saucepan, sauté the onion, carrots, celery, and tomato in the oil for about 5 minutes. Stir in the Yves veggie ground, frozen vegetables, basil, and tamari. The Yves and tamari are salted, so you probably don’t need to add any salt to the filling.

Pour the filling into a lightly oiled pie plate and then spread the mashed potatoes over top. If desired, decorate with peas. Bake for 30 minutes.

Reasons to eat a vegan diet
  • You can feel happy knowing no animals gave up their lives for your meal
  • The earth will flourish, with less pollution from factory farming
  • It is more energy efficient to eat the vegetables and grains directly, rather than grow them, feed them to animals, and then eat the animals—simply put, the earth can’t support 6 billion meat eaters
  • Your body will feel lighter and function better—meat and dairy are more difficult to digest
  • Milk is made to grow 1,200 pound cows. Are you a 1,200 pound cow? Do you want to be?
  • World-class athletes, including Iron Man triathletes and body builders, compete and win on a vegan diet

For more info, read Skinny Bitch or Skinny Bastard!

 

Mixed media and more sex for the New Year

Happy New Year, dear blog readers o’mine. Before I continue with the story of my medicine walk, a few amazing things have come through my inbox that I’d Cougar claw marks? BC Vision Questlike to share with you:

First is a mixed media music video by cartoonist Doug Savage (music by Laura Veirs), a friend of a friend from writing school. The linked page describes a few incredible things about how the images were created. I like the forest theme with lots of my favourite animals in it. The sequence with all the animals actually reminds me of a dream I had on the vision quest trip I’ve been writing about, which I may describe later. The music is haunting and the images are hypnotically archetypal. Anyway, check this out:

July Flame

Cougar claw marks? BC Vision FastAnother cool thing that has come into my inbox is some pictures from a reader named Amy, showing claw marks on a tree. Amy lives in Willamette Valley, Oregon, and found this tree during a hike with her family in the hills on the edge of town. Amazing! I’ve never seen such a group of regular marks. And I love the power of the cell phone. Where would we be without those mini cameras?! Thanks Amy! They could be cougar scratch marks, but I’m betting on the Sasquatch, myself!

Erotic Fantasy Seminar

As a final bit of news, I am varying a bit from the theme of this blog, but I wanted to let you know I will be teaching an evening workshop on erotic fantasy on Monday, January 11, 7:30 PM at the Art of Loving, 1819 West Rare Sasquatch photo5th at Burrard. The cost is $30. Here is a link to the details:

Erotic Fantasy Seminar

Start the new year with some juicy energy. Come alone, or with a partner. I’d love to see you there!

Blessings for the winter solstice – pecan fudge pie!

Winter solstice greetingsMay the trees rest peacefully this winter, under their blanket of snow. May the earth continue her turning, gently nudging the darkness toward light. May all beings be happy, fed, and warm.

The winter solstice gathering at Monkey Valley was cancelled due to early snow and overworked snow plowers. I drove out of the valley last Saturday evening, through 7 inches of sparkling, light, fairy-dust snow. I was very proud of the Tracker, in 4WD low and with new winter tires, for driving out of there like a tank, over 12 KM of unplowed roads! It was -15° Celcius, and the snow was still falling. Truly a magical drive, with the roads completely drifted over, and the snow-laden boughs of the pine trees hanging low on either side, giving friendly wishes for my safe journey.

Vegan a Go-GoSo instead of having a gathering on the land, I will have a small tea party in Vancouver, taking tea with my friends Geoff and Azusa Blake. In honour of the solstice, I am going to bake a pie (instead of the traditional bread). I’ve never baked a pie before, so this is quite momentous! I’ve been inspired by my expert pie-making friend, Devona Snook. And just today my friend Tim Kelly gave me a fantastic book for travelling vegetarians, called Vegan A Go-Go, by Sarah Kramer. I’m going to try her Fudge Pecan Pie. If it works out, I’ll let you know! Though if it doesn’t, I will probably blame it on pie babyhood, not the recipe.

So I invite you to take a moment to notice the deep darkness of the longest night. Feel that brief moment when the earth makes a tiny shift in rotation. Wish her blessings on her journey. And then celebrate with friends, with or without pie. Happy winter solstice.

Basic Flaky Pie Crust

  • 1.25 c flour
  • .25 t salt
  • .5 c vegetable shortening
  • 3 T very cold water

Stir together the flour and salt. Cut in the shortening until well mixed, then add the water. Mix until a dough forms. On lightly floured surface, knead for 1-2 minutes, then roll into a ball. Wrap dough in wax paper and chill for 30 minutes. Roll the dough into a pie crust with floured rolling pin.

Fudge Pecan Pie

  • .5 c water
  • .25 c vegan margarine
  • 2 T unsweetened cocoa powder
  • .75 c chocolate chips
  • .33 c flour
  • 1 c sugar
  • .175 t salt
  • .5 c soy or rice milk
  • 1 T vanilla
  • 1 c pecan halves
  • 1 9″ prepared pie crust (see above)
  • 2 t soy or rice milk

Preheat oven to 350° F (175° C). Bring water to a boil in a pot, then remove from heat. Stir in the marg, cocoa, and choc chips and whisk until melted. Add flour, sugar, salt, .5 c milk, and vanilla, and whisk until smooth. Stir in pecan halves and pour into pie crust. Bake for 55-60 minutes, until a toothpick or knife inserted into the middle comes out clean. Brush top with 2 t milk. Let cool to room temperature before serving.

Easy-peasy! (As my old friend Bev Lytton used to say. I hope all’s well with you, Bev.)

Thanksgiving and appreciation

Appreciation can feel like a soft pink cloud insideMy Diamond Approach group met in September and we explored the topic of appreciation. Have you ever felt an upwelling in your heart as you think about a person, appreciating him or her, or perhaps appreciating something they’ve done? Appreciation can cause an open warm feeling in the heart. It can be tender and sweet, light and delicate, or deeply yummy like a baby whose cheek or arm you’d like to bite.

At the DA weekend I was mostly resistant to feeling this kind of sensation. My heart was pretty closed, well-protected, and I felt like keeping it that way. As it happened, there were moments working with others where the vulnerability of the exploration we were doing just naturally caused my heart to open. In some case to myself, and in other cases to the other. But at the close of the weekend something happened that irritated me and that I allowed to close and harden my heart again. This is just the nature of the work! At the point in my inner journey that I’ve been occupying this year, I’ve been letting myself be hard, closed, irritated, or whatever is there, with a little bit of clear space around the experience that’s big enough to hold it. There is a gentleness about accepting my experience rather than rejecting it and trying to change it. There might be some self-indulgence too. But no one can force their heart to open.

Perhaps the recent DA weekend was still working in me the other morning when I read a 2006 article in the Globe and Mail, part of a stack of papers my friend Geoff Blake saved for me a few years ago, for use in starting fires in the wood stove. The article was about parents who send their kids to summer camp. It was somewhat sentimental and also humourous, about how parents enjoy having the time to themselves while the kids are gone, but worry about them until they know they’re having a good time. It made me remember that my parents sent me to summer camp one year. And suddenly, for the very first time in my life, I understood and appreciated how much my parents had made the focus of their lives caring for my sister and me (and later for two more sisters and a brother).

I’ve heard the Christian crap about honour thRainbow gardeny parents, and due to various childhood events that hurt me I never bought it. I thought my parents did not deserve to be honoured. That they had failed me so utterly I would never forgive them. I’ve done a lot of work to get through this. Therapy, spiritual work, and wilderness work including vision quests and other nature retreats. I’ve made conscious choices to heal, and done a lot of that. But suddenly, this Sunday morning before Thanksgiving, I was able to understand and appreciate my parents in a new way. To open my heart and feel the love and caring they showed in their choices and actions as parents. I cried for a while, and moved by this experience, cried many times throughout the day.

Wow, so this is what it feels like to be a normal person who feels her parents cared for her! I feel moved by so many aspects of the parent-child relationship and bond. With this comes a feeling of fragility, though. A poignancy about knowing these relations all come to an end. My dad died in 2000, long before this understanding blossomed in me. I shared my appreciation with my mom though (on Thanksgiving Day), and, due to a friend’s mother dying recently, feel the tug of fear and loss that will come with my own mother’s death. (Unless I die first, of course.)

We are so fucking vulnerable as humans. I don’t know how we manage to stand it. I think closing down the heart a little is probably a pretty popular defense.

Anyway, in closing this musing about thanksgiving and appreciation, I want to mention a few other things I am thankful for.

  • The black ghetto-blaster my sister Kim gave me in my early 20s. It has been working for several decades now! Lately I’ve been using it to listen to DA teacher Karen Johnson’s tapes on relationships while I do crunches. I feel grateful to Karen for the tapes, too.
  • Our dear earth mother, for nourishing me from her body with the food and water I enjoy every day. And all the people who raise, transport, and sell the food. And myself for preparing it.
  • My sister Katherine, for offering to come to Monkey Valley to spend my birthday with me.
  • My cat Donald, for his companionship, purring, and never being fake with me. If he doesn’t want me to pick him up he growls. If he doesn’t want to come home, he stays out!

I could go on… I spent a lot of the day on Monday thinking about things I am grateful for. Probably the warm humanness that keeps us all struggling on, doing our best, is what moves me the most in this moment.

Thanks to you, too, for reading and having your own response to what I’ve written.

Saturday morning cookies at Monkey Valley

Karen\'s chocolate brownie cookiesI woke up this sunny morning with a yen for chocolate cookies… for breakfast. With a cup of decaf… served on the porch.

The wonderful thing about Saturday mornings is there’s time for indulging such fantasies. So I got out the silver mixing bowls and baking sheet, and the delightful measuring cups and spoons of all different sizes, made of white plastic. These things must conjure up sweet memories from childhood, for I feel happy whenever I see them. I gathered ingredients from their various hiding places: the mouse-proof wood chest in the hallway where I keep dry goods, the top shelf of the cupboard, the fridge.

Now, as a single person usually living alone, if I bake cookies it’s me who’s going to eat them all! I still usually make a full batch, but today I was limited by the Earth Balance Whipped Buttery Spread—I only had about ¼ cup, plus a little extra for greasing the sheet. So there was no option but to make half a batch, and hope they would last long enough!

Here’s the recipe for the full batch; you can see it’s an easy one to cut in half.

Karen’s chocolate brownie cookies (*Adapted from The Joy of Cooking’s quick oatmeal cookies*)

Sift together:

  • 1 c sifted whole wheat flour
  • ½ t salt
  • ½ t baking soda
  • ½ t baking powder
  • ½ t cinnamon
  • 4 T (heaping) cocoa powder

In a separate bowl cream together:

  • ½ c Whipped Buttery Spread (or other margarine or butter) + 1 extra T because it’s whipped
  • ½ c brown sugar, packed
  • ½ c white sugar

When smooth, mix in:

  • 1 egg (try to use a small egg if making a ½ batch)
  • 1 t vanilla
  • 1 T rice milk (or milk or soy milk)

Turn on the oven to 350°. For me anyway, this is plenty soon enough to start preheating the oven!

Add the flour mixture to the wet ingredients, mixing until smooth. Mix in:

  • 1 c quick cooking oats

Mix in:

  • ¾ chopped walnuts

Drop the cookie dough onto a well-greased baking sheet, in lumps of about 2 T or a little more. A dozen should fit on most baking sheets.

Bake for 10 minutes. While the cookies are baking, make a cup of coffee, wash up the dishes, and take your vitamins.

Remove from the oven, and let set for 1 minute. Remove to a plate to eat immediately(!) or to cool further. Store in an airtight container to keep the soft chewy texture.

Substitutions:

– icing sugar instead of white sugar; the resulting texture is slightly softer, very good.
– spelt flakes instead of oats; these cook up slightly more chewy than the oats
– omit cocoa and use raisins or dried cherries instead of nuts

Basically, most substitutions will turn out well with this simple, adaptable recipe.

The final step is to take 3 or 4 cookies outside, along with a cup of coffee, and enjoy this incredibly yummy treat in the sunshine on the porch overlooking the creek and meadow.

And that’s exactly what I did!

Soapberry Indian ice cream

Indian ice cream—a gift from the land

At the August vision fast at Monkey Valley, the spot where our council circle met had some translucent reddish-orange berries that looked very succulent. I licked one and found it to be very bitter. The faster asked what they were, but I didn’t know, and didn’t even recall seeing this type of berry before. After the faster went out on her two-day quest, I looked up the berries in Roberta Parish, Ray Coupe, and Dennis Lloyd’s Plants of Southern Interior British Columbia. I discovered they are soapberries. I remembered that my friend Pam told me soapberries are the stuff Indian ice cream is made of.

While the faster was out, my co-guide Kim Ashley (a Soapberry Indian ice creamdifferent Kim than my sister, Kim Rempel) and I decided to try making the ice cream. We gathered the berries in the traditional method, by spreading a cloth on the ground and then beating the bush with a stick! (Following the instructions in Nancy Turner’s Food Plants of Interior First Peoples.) But we used electric beaters, not so traditional, to whip the berries with a little water into a beautiful pink foam. We didn’t have the traditional whipping implement—a piece of cedar bark—on hand. The mixture was still quite bitter even with brown sugar and a few wild raspberries added. An unusual but interesting taste. The whipped foamy texture is wonderful—a real treat.

This treat was part of the welcome-back-break-fast feast. It was really neat, to offer the faster some food gathered from the land. It strengthened the feeling that the spirits of this place welcome us doing the old sacred ceremonies here. Ho!

Recipe

Mix 1 cup berries with 1/4 cup water and 4 tablespoons brown sugar, until all the berries have dissolved into a stiff pink foam.