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Leftover Casserole 2020

Leftover Casserole 2020

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Casseroles are hearty, stick-to-your-bones meals. I take casseroles to people who are in need of comfort. I feed my family Aspen Chicken Casserole or Turkey Tetrazzini that is made with the rice, noodles and beans from my pantry. These one-dish meals pride themselves on both frugality and the desire to not waste what essential things you have. Leftovers combined from a post-Thanksgiving celebration or the overstock from the garden tomatoes from a previous summer are hidden deep inside the roots of these covered dishes. 

 I am an empath and a fervent believer that things change, even in an increasingly failing world.   I see my studio as a big kitchen. I used what I have, particularly during the shut down, to make this work. It is made from my stockpile, my dumping grounds, mixed thoroughly with the world’s unprecedented moment of change and a moltov cocktail of both grief and hope. I’m sharing these leftovers with you because our world needs a huge ass casserole right now.. 

 I have been privileged to have a pantry, a garden with herbs and Zinnias  and not ever to have worried where my next meal comes from. I have always seen justice clearly through my faith. During this pandemic, John Lewis died, I have seen Tamir Rice not reach his 18thbirthday, I have watched the world become more tribal and separatist and the people who need the most, keep receiving the least.

 

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