Should I Turn It Off Now?

Wheelthrown Stoneware, speaker, glass lid
14 x 20 in 

Many of my fond memories growing up can be related to 𝘎𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘩 𝘚𝘢𝘣𝘻𝘪 a prolific dish of Iran that many of us have probably grown up eating. Memories of my mother working tirelessly in the kitchen after coming home from work, determined to feed her children our ancestral foods. I would take portions of this magical, healthy dish to school in the hills of West Virginia and children eating hot dogs would tell me I was eating “poop stew”. Initially I would feel ashamed, wishing I could eat the foods they wouldn’t sneer at.. but then I would think of my mother, standing in the kitchen, working hard to nourish our souls with this dish.

Now, in my adulthood I try to make the dish in the way my mother did, but relying on the convenience of a rice cooker to make my rice. My watered down Iranian roots, persistent to honor my culture. Even if it means making ghormeh sabzi in a rice cooker.