My Focus Changed

As you can tell, I haven’t posted here in ages. That is because my focus changed.

Yes, I still eat and cook healthy, but I spend my time on a different blog these days. You’re welcome to come visit at Genesis 12:1. I may come back to this blog someday, but for now it’s retired.

Self Education

In thinking about giving our kids a classical education I realized that by doing so we will also be educating ourselves.

My son Micah is due to begin learning Latin in the fall. I have decided to learn along with him (though I’ll be at work during the day while Shari is teaching.) I considered trying to get a head-start, but decided instead to plan ahead for a few years down the road and learn Greek. Oddly enough, I learned the Greek alphabet in grade school as a project that myself and another young schemer dreamt up for using as a secret form of communication.

A month or two ago while visiting a Greek Orthodox church I found that I still remembered the letters and their pronunciations and could figure out who the icons were on the onion dome since the names we use for them are simply transliterations.

There are quite a few great resources on the net for learning Greek and Latin. My personal favorite is Textkit. For pronunciation practice I found some great tutorials with audio samples. My plan is to learn Homeric Greek so that I can start with Homer. My goal is to eventually be able to read the Septuagint, the New Testament, and the Fathers of the church in the original languages. I am starting with Homeric Greek: A Book for Beginners by Clyde Pharr, which is a free download from Textkit.

During the summer in order to make up for lost time Shari and the kids are working through The Story of the World Volume 1. I have begun a nightly reading ritual and began with The Great Divorce by C.S.Lewis, which was a little over Hannah’s head and sometimes Micah’s, but still worth reading. Now I’m reading a children’s adaptation of The Iliad. We have also begun following the Orthodox lectionary, which has daily readings from both the Gospels and the Epistles.

I was both surprised and delighted recently when Shari told me that she would like to start giving the kids a classical education next year. Shari has a master’s degree in education and has been homeschooling our kids for the last year (yes, in a camper for the last couple months).

I had read about traditional education in some of the books I had read in the not too distant past (“How the Catholic Church Built Western Civilization” for one). It had interested me, but I had not realized that such a classical education was feasible today or that Shari would even consider such a thing. It turns out that there is a movement attempting to resurrect the classical methods. These methods include the study of Latin, grammar, dialectic, and rhetoric as core subject areas.

What astounds me is that while I started this blog to talk about food traditions, it has expanded to include much more. It seems that this culture has consistently sought to strip the nourishing elements not just from our diet, but from every part of our lives. This tendency comes from a lack of humility and a complete disrespect for the giants upon whose shoulders we stand.

The path that began as a search for a healthy diet has turned into a life’s journey for me. As I began to understand tradition more and more it began to seep into other parts of my life. It moved me to study my Christain faith and depart protestantism for the rich and nourishing tradition of Catholicism and Orthodoxy. It is now moving my family to leave behind the broken system of education we have today in favor the traditions of our past.


It has been many moons since I last posted. It will probably be a few more before I get back to serious posting on this blog.

I took a job in Denver, CO at the Rocky Mountain News in September of 2008. As you may know, the Rocky was closed by the parent company E.W.Scripps because it was losing them millions of dollars. It has been quite a ride since.

While in Denver area we lived in a rather small basement apartment while hunting for housing. Fortunately we never purchased a home and weren’t trapped there. We had been unable to sell our Michigan home because of the dreadful housing market there and kept postponing a purchase hoping it would sell.

I put out feelers for jobs in the area, but I ended up taking a position at the Naples Daily News in Naples, FL. We are now living in an RV park and have been for the last 2 months while shopping for a home. We made an offer on a home and it is now under contract. We should be living in it in 30-60 days.

That said, it has been very difficult to do anything creative at all in the cooking department. In our basement apartment we had no oven (we made do with a toaster oven) and in our camper space is so constricted that we basically live on burgers, hotdogs, spaghetti (brown rice of course), and simple foods.

In addition to all that, as I mentioned earlier last year, I decided to more deeply investigate traditional Christianity. That study has taken a front seat and put innovative cooking in the back seat for a while. At this point I will just say that while I have not chosen a final destination in Orthodoxy or Catholicism, I have left protestantism behind. My understanding of the problems with the ancient church were based in ignorance. Most people who criticize the church don’t really understand what it teaches.

Many of you may have been wondering what happened to me. That is the short version. I do plan to go back to more regular posting sometime after life settles down.

Sports Drink Revisited

Because I left my blackstrap molasses in Michigan (and the store I was shopping didn’t have it), I was forced to revamp my recipe. This is actually quite tasty. It pretty much tastes like limeade.

  • 3T raw unfiltered honey
  • juice from 2 limes
  • 1/2t celtic sea salt
  • 2 liters of water (or dilute the above ingredients to taste)

This is good, but I don’t think it’s as good as the previous. I got a cramp in my calf on mile 15 with this. Of course that might have more to do with the change in altitude. But it sure does taste good.

Well, I got what I wished for – a one-way trip to Colorado.

Little did I realize how hard it would be. As I sit here in a quiet house with the kids in bed, I look around and realize that this is the last night I will spend here. Shari and I built this house 10 years ago. Both our kids were born right here in this house.

On Sunday I said goodbye to my friends at Crossroads. It was my last regular visit. And though I’ll probably someday take a sentimental journey back, it will never be the same. It felt like I was leaving home… and I was.

Tomorrow I will say goodbye to the guys I have worked with at Math Reviews for the last 12 years. They’re more than just co-workers. They’re friends. They’re friends who would give you the shirt off their back if you needed it. Heck, my manager even loaned me his car when mine broke down. I’ll be camping with one of them Thursday and Friday before I embark on my journey. Because they are co-workers I took their friendship for granted and only now realize what I’m leaving behind.

I remember when my grandmother died. I watched my grandfather say goodbye to her in the casket. He leaned over and gave her one last gentle kiss before the casket closed. To this day I tear up whenever I remember that moment.

Life is full of both greetings and departures. Some are temporary and some are permanent. Some of them feel as though a part of you has been yanked out and left behind.

Lord, heal my heart.

Westward Bound

The Glass family is moving to Colorado. Read more…


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