food for the soul

Food for the Soul: Magic and Mayhem

By Jenna Chapman / Photography By Jenna Chapman | September 13, 2017
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I’m flying high on these back roads, drinking in the familiar scent of wet leaves on a cool clear night. Fall is upon us. I get giddy just thinking about it. I wait all year for its magic and mayhem. It marks the start of gatherings and celebrations that last through the new year. It’s a time to come together over food and fires and give our dreams a new lease on life. Tonight I’m meeting up with a local artist to work on collaborative project. I pull up to an old white house with a sleeping porch and an overgrown Magnolia tree and I feel like I’m standing somewhere back in time. I see a light in the kitchen, at the window. I walk inside and my eyes follow her work sprawled out across the farm table. I’m once again amazed by her illustrations, by her lines and the vision laid out across the wood.

I pour us some beers and we chit-chat. We catch up on work, life, and loves and we pour over our favorite children’s books for inspiration. I put a record on while we put our ideas on paper, but we’re feeling hungry. She decides on some homemade hummus to fuel us further. I’ve never made hummus from scratch, so I watch eagerly and learn. While she chops and blends the chickpeas, olive oil and seasonings together, I crank up Angelica Garcia and her eerie intro on side B.

Garlic and lemon, new ideas and fall winds fill the kitchen. We’re cooking up the season’s first bit of mischief and I’m happy to usher autumn in with a new friend and a new dream on the horizon.

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