Love is Strong as Death

For your viewing pleasure, we've posted a few images of our feast preparations: some of the handmade invitations Faith and Hyla worked on in Chicago and Pittsburgh; snapshots of the farm where our mesculin greens came from the morning of the feast; the farmer's market on the Brown campus; Louella the yogurt maker; the beeswax candle & goat cheese vendors; Liz, Faith, Hyla and Paige preparing corn chowder and pizza in Paige's Kitchen, and a cornucopia of ingredients that hosted a lucky squirrel the next morning. The artist Julie Kumar, a student at Brown, made some beautiful drawings while we ate and gave toasts. The menu featured fruits, vegetables, goat milk cheese, bread and other ingredients from local farmers.

Posted by subRosa at 11:20 PM | Permalink

I can't make the feast. The distance between us, Nashville to Providence, is outside the realm of financial justification. Let me tell you how I learned of the feast. I was visiting Faith at her home in Chicago where Barbara Yontz and I were graciously allowed to bunk in Faith's studio. It was filled with traces of caring preparation for the feast. She was adorning the invitations with individual watercolors, thin red string and a wax seal. She explained to us over dinner the nature of the project and the origins of the phrase Love As Strong As Death.
I thought about the meals she has shared with me-tongue tacos, steak we shared off the same plate, my first taste of lamb, homemade preserves and marmalades, greens from her garden. Conversation seems to happen while you chew. Histories are told. Love happens at mealtime as we feed both our bodies and our hearts. It is the taste of love that I will miss in Providence and the memory of the special evening that you will share.
So here's my plan subRosa.......I'm hosting my own satellite feast in Nashville with 13 of the wisest women I know. We'll bring to the table the same concerns of conversational love, engaging discourse and good wine. That night there will be a small movement of love happening from Rhode Island to Tennessee in the way Berger described love closing all distances.

We will drink a toast to you and your project.
love to you
Kristi Hargrove

Posted by Kristi Hargrove at 09:27 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)