Persian Food Made Me Think of Persia
Where is Persia?
I think that Persia lies in the hearts and minds of people.
Like Mally, who is proud of her origins.
Where Is Or Was The Country Of Persia?
Iran contains an important remnant of this once mighty empire.
When I was 13-years old I was given a choice that I could make without reference to anyone, as far as I can remember – the choice of subjects to study. With my being on the science track (in my 13-year old mind), I elected to forgo history. Can you believe that? I was allowed to stop studying history, probably the second (maybe third) most important subject in the human world. As far as I can tell, everything, yes everything is the product of its history. Without it’s history it wouldn’t be there, and if you don’t understand a thing’s history you will have real difficulty understanding it.
History is a critical field of study.
About a year ago, I was asked by Jess (step daughter), then 16, to help her write a one paragraph ‘essay’ on the Gaza Strip. I responded by saying, “Jess, do you know anything about the history of Palestine and the creation of The State of Israel?” Jess said that she did not. Without such knowledge, how could Jess understand what is going on in Gaza today? I’ve read about it, and I have a hard time working it out. Fortunately, a little history did stick in my pubescent mind, this being a map of the Persian Empire. An old map! The empire, by the standards of the day, was pretty big! And then I start to meet people who call themselves Persians, but they largely come from Iran, and I spent a lot of time being very confused about this, until I worked it all out. A country, a sport, a hobby, a religion, a politic, a science, an anything, really lies in the minds of people.
A country depends upon people, to remember its nature and existence. In fact to love the country. This is also true of many things that humans hold dear, and mistake for fact, including sports. Each sport has an origin, a life, and a demise. It’s just the way it is. Running is probably the oldest and most enduring, whilst my current sport, Ironman, is of very recent origin, based upon a decision by a few guys to swim from here to there, then bike from there to here, and then run from here to someplace else. In fact, this history was recounted in detail by a nice guy with a microphone who was entertaining the crowd of supporters as I waited for my son to exit from the swim at the Saint George Ironman, 2012. The Ironman, of no account 50 years ago, is real in many people’s minds today, including mine when I’m finishing one. And do you know what you do after finishing an Ironman, after your stomach has calmed down? You eat!!!! And I love Persian food.
We used to sell Mally’s Persian food at Johnny’s Gone Fishing, a little business in Carrboro, North Carolina. We bought it from Mally, mark it up a little to cover our travel costs for pickup, and a little profit. To be honest, I ate a lot of it (Yes! I did pay, co-owner or no co-owner).
FitOldDog’s advice is that you give Persian food a try. When I eat this delicious food, full of spices and rich things, I think of the ancient Persians. I wonder what they would think of Iran, or the Ironman, or McDonald’s for that matter.
From time to time I get traffic to this blog from Iraq, but never Iran (or North Korea for that matter) – won’t it be great when we get such things sorted out.
Isn’t wondering the real spice of life?
PS I think I’ll go put on some rice for my plant-based vegan dinner!