For the longest time I used to think zucchini were bland, boring and banal. Was I wrong! My sister changed my mind when she told me how they transform the flavor of chicken soup when added to the stock. I tried it, and was amazed at the layer of flavor they gave. With my new found respect, I wanted another way to use them.
Just like the taste of kale is changed when finely chopped, the flavor of zucchini is released when sliced into ribbons. Use a vegetable peeler to slice fine long ribbons, heat 2-3 tablespoons of olive oil in a pan, add zucchini, crushed garlic always adds a kick, salt and pepper. Toss gently. They cook really quickly. Delicious with everything. Even on their own!
#ShabbatShalom
I was married to not one abuser, not two, but three. I fled from South Africa and from an extremely violent and traumatic marriage to a very well-known Johannesburg personality and resolved to learn a lesson and be more careful next time. In America I met a man who, on the surface, was everything that my second husband was not. Until I owned her own contribution to the dance of abuse I was destined to repeat the pattern. My story exists as proof of this. I am driven to help abused women as I know all too well what it feels like to be misunderstood and ashamed of my inability to let go of a relationship that was killing me. “It’s like wanting to hug a shark – why on earth would anyone do that?” I understand because I have been there, emerged damaged and broken from there and then – heaven forbid – went back! I know what it feels like to yearn for the love of a man who pulled out your hair, spat in your face and tried to choke you. I know what it feels like to tell people you are back there and watch their faces and see them thinking, “then you deserve what you get!” By telling my story, I hope to lift the veil of shame off abuse and encourage women to do the same. Un-silencing the voice is where true healing begins.
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