280. stay tuned..
I apologize again for not keeping up with my one-post-per-week “rule.” I had another friend visiting from Hawaii last week and that cut into my time quite a bit but that’s not the only reason I didn’t write.
There’s something that stirring in my subconscious – I can sense it but it’s just brewing, sorting itself out beneath the surface. I’m not exactly sure what it is. To be honest, it could be something as mundane as a new idea about the lunch I make to eat at work. Or it could be some profound breakthrough as to how I can change the world through the way I live out my belief in Christ.
That’s not to say there’s nothing on the conscious side of the brain that I’m working on. There’s quite a bit on the plate there as well. One item I’ve been thinking about lately – the other night at my church’s Faith and Race class, we saw a powerful short film about race and racism called The Color of Fear. It’s a pretty brutal film that highlights just how far we still need to go in terms of race reconciliation. This film, as well as the readings and the teachings I’ve been going through in this class, has given me lots to think and write about. But I’m not quite ready to do so yet.
On another note, I just discovered that they sell poi at Uwajimaya! Next week is the final week for the Faith and Race class and we’re having a pot luck where people are encouraged to bring something unique (or not) that they grew up eating. I already knew of a place where I could buy Spam musibi (and yeah, I know I could make it myself but I’m far too lazy and sloppy in the kitchen) and so I was planning on bringing that but then I had a brilliant idea.
If you’ve never had it before, poi is cooked taro that’s been mashed into a paste. It’s an acquired taste. People who try it for the first time describe it as purple Elmer’s glue. So my plan is to take poi to the pot luck. I’m guessing that most people will taste a bit of it before politely moving on to the next dish which means that at the end of the night I’ll be able to take the bulk of it back home with me.
Yeah, I’m evil like that, but there are few things better in this world than poi for breakfast.
Thanks for reading and stay tuned.