I have to admit that when I first came across the term "slow food," I assumed it was coined by a bunch of crock pot enthusiasts determined to convince the world that slow cookers were the real way to prepare food. But as I read more, I realized that slow food was more an attitude than a piece of equipment, a list of ingredients, or a collection of recipes. Slow food is really an attitude. Slow food is about enjoying food--the ingredients, the preparation, the consumption.
For us, slow food is about enjoying the family trip to the Farmer's Market every Saturday. It's oohing and aahing over the box of produce that we receive every week from our CSA. It's talking as a family about what we're going to eat and how we're going to fix it. It's including everyone in the preparation of the food (as much as they can be included. For Clare, this sometimes just means chowing down on a raw green bean as Joshua and I snap them). Most of all, it's intentionally sitting down to enjoy each meal together.
It wasn't until I saw this picture that "slow food" finally clicked. (Don't worry. I'm now 15 pounds lighter than I was in that picture).
I have a similar picture of my grandmother and me, sitting on the couch snapping green beans together. And I can remember sitting in my grandmother's driveway with my grandmother and my great-grandmother shelling fresh peas.
I have a million memories that I want to make with my children, but I hope that the simple ones like this are the ones that will shape them. I hope that memories like this one will remind them that they needn't be in a hurry, that life is best enjoyed slowly, and that there is nothing more precious than spending a few quiet moments with a child.