One of my favorite authors, Shauna Niequist, just wrote a new book – Bread & Wine – A Love Letter to Life Around the Table with Recipes. When I heard that I could get an advanced
copy and write a book review, I was ecstatic and jumped at the chance!
My best, brightest, and most positive memories are around
the table. While that includes the big
holidays like Easter, Christmas, and Thanksgiving at my Grandparent’s house, it
also includes the simple day-to-day gatherings.
I remember laughing until I cried many nights at my childhood home over
any typical weeknight dinner – pizza or meatloaf or porcupine meatballs. Five kids and my parents telling funny
stories and barely resisting spitting out our food or milk in fits of
silliness.
I remember afternoons when a neighbor would show up and
there would inevitably be coffee and a snack – around the common kitchen table
– never in the living room. I remember holidays
at my husband’s childhood home when we were dating and first married – in-laws
and siblings and nieces and nephews cackling and telling the same stories over
and over – crammed into spaces too small and nobody minding the tables between
us.
I can see the table with splattered food that reached to the
walls, ceiling and floor when our three were little – loud and crying, and
spilling and even in that chaos, I see myself smiling, remembering. I see Jerry and I at our favorite Italian
restaurant, the elderly waiter singing in Italian, the wine glass in my hand,
smiling and toasting and basking in my wonderful husband’s love.
Around the table I see the people I hold onto and love. Even
when there is illness or pain or confusion or heartbreak or tension in the
everyday, when we are around the table, we can laugh and tell those same
stories – the ones that knit us together in an unbreakable bond.
Shauna’s books have always met me where I am – right in the
midst of the same seasons in my life. Cold Tangerines met me in the joys of my
life, Bittersweet met me during the
heartache, and Bread & Wine weaves
together all of those good times and bad, highs and lows into this everyday
necessity that is so much more than eating, but nourishment for both the body
and soul. All of her books have left me
crying at one point and close to throwing them across the room at another – digging
deeply into the wonder and joy and striking the chord of pain and suffering. Bread & Wine is no exception.
The chapter entitled “Start Where You Are” has become my new
theme. I’m an all or nothing person, so
I want to immediately start and master the next big thing with gusto –
controlling all its parts and accomplishing remarkable things. But the truth is that I have to start where I
am – take small steps to move in that direction that results in those
remarkable things – whatever they are.
Running starts with walking and jogging and then logging miles – but
never in an instant or even over a single month. Writing starts with single words strung into
sentences that result in moving thoughts and change producing vision.
“Open the Door” is a chapter that reminds me that true
authenticity when opening your home is being who you are in your own space even
if your space is like mine – perma-crumbs on the floor, dishes forever by the sink,
laundry baskets acting as multicolored living room accessories, splatters on
the bathroom mirror. My mother always
welcomed neighbors and friends in the front door even when she was in her
pajamas, even when the kitchen was undone from the last meal, even when we kids
had left toy after toy strewn in the living room. The door was always open and I aspire to have
that open door policy, in hopes that people will understand and know that they
can come as they are to this place where I am who I am.
I have a set of Russian dolls – much like the one that
Shauna refers to in the chapter of the same name. They sit on my mantle – six elegantly
decorated ladies all tucked into each other.
In this chapter, she brought me to tears with this – looking through
pictures of her Grandparents with her Grandmother. Her Grandmother said that she remembered just
how that thirteen year old felt and that nineteen year old bride felt and that
thirty year old on the motorcycle felt.
“She said you carry them inside you, collecting them along the way, more
and more selves inside you with each passing year, like those Russian dolls,
stacking one inside the other, nesting within themselves, waiting to be
discovered, one and then another.” And in that moment tears welling out of me, I
realized that all of those selves I’ve collected along the way are lost – that
I don’t know them anymore, that I seldom look back and reflect and remember and
reach deeply into myself to stack them all together and come to the full
realization of who I am today because of them.
Some of the baggage those selves have collected needs to laid down and
some of that past joy and wonder, and fun-loving personality need to be picked
up. I sobbed realizing that in doing
this, it will change the person I am today and I so desperately need that. Whenever I look at my Russian dolls, I will
remember.
The chapter entitled “Take this Bread” brings home to me
what it means to live this life around the table, acknowledging our physical
limitations by taking the time to sit around the table for bodily
nourishment. But it doesn’t end there –
although our culture pushes us to use mealtimes as quick fuel stops for the
body – it goes much deeper than this.
The table nourishes our body and soul and brings us together in that
singular place where we are all one. Shauna’s
friend Shane so eloquently says – “bread is the food of the poor and wine is
the food of the privileged, and that every time we see those two together, we
are reminded of what we share instead of what divides us.” Yes! This physical
and spiritual act of communion – sharing bread and wine is the heart of this
book – the table that brings us together – but only if we fight for it and
cherish it and allow ourselves to be open to it.
The recipes – so fun and delicious! I made the Basic Vinaigrette and loved the
simplicity of it. My next go around I
will adjust the acidity using less balsamic vinegar and more olive oil, but I
have tried the original recipe on Greek salad and chicken and potatoes and
enjoyed them immensely. I will likely
buy a better jar for it – my jelly jar has a high maintenance lid, which
results in more mess than I care for.
The Goat Cheese Biscuits were out of this world! I do not have a cast iron skillet – but now
after making this I am inspired to purchase one. They were dense and rich without being over
the top. I gobbled up four in one
evening – I couldn’t resist! (Looking
forward to eating more with eggs for breakfast!) I ended up making 14 biscuits
with the recipe instead of 12.
Overall, Bread &
Wine is a real treasure of the mind, heart, and mouth. Each chapter weaves together a beautiful
tapestry of how the everyday table is one of the richest and most beautiful
places to be.
I was given a free, advanced copy of Bread & Wine to review.
However, my opinions are my own.
Shauna Niequist is the author of Cold
Tangerines and Bittersweet,
and Bread & Wine. Shauna grew up in Barrington, Illinois,
and then studied English and French Literature at Westmont College in Santa Barbara. She
is married to Aaron, who is
a pianist and songwriter. Aaron is a worship leader at Willow Creek and is
recording a project called A New
Liturgy. Aaron & Shauna live outside Chicago with their sons, Henry
and Mac. Shauna writes about the beautiful and broken moments of everyday
life--friendship, family, faith, food, marriage, love, babies, books,
celebration, heartache, and all the other things that shape us, delight us, and
reveal to us the heart of God.
