I grew up in a white meat and potatoes kind of house and as far as I can tell I am the only one in at least 3 generations who cooks because of a real passion for it. My grandmothers were both societally required to learn and did it as family role. My parents learned enough to not starve on their own
they're never this animated over stories of Black grandmothers being forced to stand in line for 12 hours to "save democracy".
It’s not quite as intense as the blurb implies. Or, not so intense the whole way through, anyway. There’s mystical spirit animals with unknown powers. Grandmothers passive-aggressively baking cookies. Ancient, wise, talking trees. Blow jobs in alleys. Something for everyone.
Dear Annie: I can’t compete with the other grandmother’s gifts and trips https://www.mlive.com/advice/2024/10/dear-annie-i-cant-compete-with-the-other-grandmothers-gifts-and-trips.html?utm_source=flipboard&utm_medium=activitypub @michigan-life-culture-MLivecom
I haven't had chicken feet since... 1975 at my grandmothers house. That and chittlin's , cornbread and snap peas, and a gallon of sweet tea, sweet potato pie for desert. Man she could cook true southern style.
Up until now it's been like Jewish grandmothers bragging, but, yeah, it's been an urban legend kind of thing as long as I can remember
however, militaries do not warn other militaries that they are going to attack military targets. israel only attacks defenseless grandmothers and infants and then calls itself the most powerful army on earth. shooting premature infants in the head with automatic rifles makes them feel powerful.
Here are some common ways in which white Americans use white fragility to avoid facing their unhealed trauma. From My Grandmothers Hands, by Resmaa Menakem.