Hamilton / Burlington
The Food Trail
The savories were dynamic, especially the crabless something-or-other with artichoke and celery with dip and the sugar pie, a French-Canadian prep our host prepared. Karana Karana has a French and Anglo background, and she followed her mom’s recipe on the desert, which by the was is not overly sweet.
What was the occasion? It was rather a Vedic gesture. From her Krishna conscious training she adapted to ways that her guru (and mine) helped to enrich life. This afternoon’s occasion, apart from the feast, was one of those rites of passage, technically known as anna-prasana, first grains for a baby. The baby is her grandchild, Penelope Love, and her daughter, Visvadevi, and husband James, were right in there participating in a modified version of an ancient rite. It included a small backyard fire, sesame seeds, mantras, and an administering of kheer, an Indian version of rice pudding. In an absolute rustic setting the well-bonded family saw to its own rendition of a charming practice. James insisted, in a fatherly spirit, to spoon feed his baby. She loved it just as much as Nanda, my driver, and I took to the delicious food mentioned above.
Food for us didn’t desist in Hamilton. The next-door city of Burlington at my family doctor’s home, Dr. Pandith, a.k.a. Jagannath Mishra, arranged a meal from the garden. Boy, are we spoiled. From there, we visited a Latvian Lutheran retreat center, nestled in a green belt and to finish off the day, our ISKCON Burlington crew invited us to a Gita discussion at Louisville Park. We relished in the topic of “Nature, the Enjoyer, and Consciousness,” chapter 13.
May the Source be with you!
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