What could be more beautiful than sharing in the kitchen?
Today is Saint Nicholas Day. The festive season is upon us. Moments of share to keep warm when the frost sticks to the windows.
Cooking is a real moment of sharelinks. History tells us that in the Middle Ages, the trencher was this large slice of bread to be share for two. It replaced the plate. It gave its name to Co-pain. There's nothing more beautiful than share conviviality over a good meal.
The complicity of share around a meal or a snack, between friendsWith friends and family, it can be enjoyed on many different occasions:
- Splits his pain au chocolat in half in the playground
- To enjoy a dessert with two spoons, eye to eye
- Eating chicken yassa with your fingers, everyone sitting on the floor around the bowl
- Preparing a huge "pebble soup" for the whole village...
Pebble soup: I chose this tale from the book "Stories for a happy lifeby Bénédicte Jeancourt to illustrate what I consider to be essential when I'm cooking for lively dinner parties.
"In the heart of Siberia, lived an old Babushka who knew the secret of happiness. For years, this Babushka had been going from village to village, telling her secret to anyone who would listen. As she passed through an unknown village, she knocked on every door to find a bed for the night. But no one opened the door.
"These people stay at home, they don't know how to be happy." she thought. "Here's a place for me!"
Babushka began by gathering kindling to light a fire. Then she went to fill her bowl at the well and put it on top. A little boy came up to her:
- What are you making? - I'm making pebble soup," she replies. Besides, I need three large round stones. Do you know where to find any?
The little boy ran off to fetch three beautiful stones, which he handed to her.
- These stones will make an excellent soup," she says, dipping them into the water. Too bad you can't make much in that bowl. - My mother has a big pot! he says. I'll go and get it.
As he picked up the pot, his mother asked him what he was doing.
- There's a babushka in the village square. She's making stone soup. - Pebble soup? she mused. I'd love to see that!
The mother followed her son into the village square. Then, intrigued by the scene, the villagers left their homes one by one.
- Of course," said the Babushka, "real pebble soup has to be seasoned with salt and pepper. But I don't have any. - I do!" said a villager.
And he disappeared before returning with salt, pepper and other local spices. The Babushka tasted the soup:
- The last time I had stones in this shape, I added a few carrots - it was delicious! - Carrots?" asked another woman. I think I've got one or two at home. I'll have a look...
And the woman returned with a basket full of carrots and two beautiful cabbages, which she hurried to throw into the pot.
- Babushka sighed. What a pity I don't have any onions, they'd be so good! - Oh yes!" said a farmer. I'll run and get some.
And little by little, everyone brought something to add to the soup. When one person gave, the next gave even more. Leeks, tomatoes, sausages, smoked bacon...the soup now gave off a delicious aroma.
Finally the Babushka said: "the soup is ready! "
Everyone gathered around a large table, bringing with them bread and drink. What a feast! The village had never seen anything like it. After the meal, the singing and dancing continued well into the night. Happiness and joy had returned to the village thanks to three pebbles and an old Babushka.
To discover: https://apprendreaeduquer.fr/histoires-pour-vivre-heureux-14-contes-de-sagesse-pour-les-enfants/
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