The Proof Is In the Pudding – by Patti Grabel

My beloved Nana Norma taught me a wonderful tradition that became a touchstone in my life.  In her Brooklyn apartment, 303 Beverly Road, Shabbat dinner was always celebrated with her home-made challah. You could smell the sweet aroma of the baking bread as soon as we stepped off the elevator.  The smell led us merrily to her front door. When she answered our knock, I’d enter like a cartoon mouse floating toward delicious, buttery aromas.

After dinner, we’d take a large tote and go door to door to collect leftover challah from few of her dear friends who were neighbors in the building.  This was also my Nana’s way of checking in on her friends, catching up on their week, and, looking back, a very loving way to show off her adorable grandchildren (remember, we did not have Facebook back then). I felt like Little Red Riding Hood holding a tote, carrying bread and collecting stories from door to door that would be part of the fabric of my life.

Back at Nana’s, the magic in her kitchen would begin again.  She’d tear up the communal bread to soak overnight in cream, vanilla, sugar, eggs, and butter.  Love was the extra secret ingredient, she’d say.  In the morning, she would bake her incredibly delectable challah bread pudding.  I would wake up to the smell which I associated with morning sunshine. We would divide it up so when the neighbors came calling for their portion, it was again another beautiful opportunity to welcome the day with the gift of giving.

Nana would remind me that breaking bread—sharing a meal—brings neighbors together whatever their religion or culture.  It binds families and communities and embodies humanity.

After she was diagnosed with cancer, I begged her for her challah recipe.  I wanted to reassure her that I would continue her tradition and make it exactly as she did when I had a family.  I wanted to make sure that the aroma of Nana’s challah bread would be etched in my own children’s memories. I needed to taste her love, hug and kisses in every bite.  It was the only way I could somehow make sense of the fact she was leaving me.  She said there wasn’t a recipe; challah was like life. When I got older, she said, I’d figure it all out on my own.  She had tremendous faith in me.

Figuring out adulthood has had its highs and lows.  With motherhood came the sensation of being on an endless roller coaster ride.  On call 24/7, it’s exhilarating, rewarding, and, at times, scary and nauseating.  You must stay on because you’re racing around the track—up, down, and sideways with the occasional loop-the-loop—until the kids go to college.  But then what?  It felt like everyone had moved on but me.  Refusing to be the cliché of an empty-nester waiting for her kids to visit, I challenged myself to figure out the next chapter.

For a period of time, I was committed to learning the craft of writing and storytelling. Describing what I knew and inventing what I didn’t stoked the creative spirit that had been dormant for too long.  But I discovered it’s a strange business where your creativity is subject to network, agents and advertisers needs. My story became their story.

I’ve since turned to artmaking, something I’ve enjoyed since I was a child at summer camp.  Among its many pleasures is the fact that no one else can weigh in, alter, or take ownership of what is made by your own hands. Wooden spoons feature prominently in my assemblages as both everyday tools and potent symbols.  They are extensions of my hands, giving and receiving love—a perfect means for nonverbal storytelling.  They communicate my twin passions of artmaking and cooking.  They are universal instruments.  Their forms are sensual and utilitarian, intimate and practical.

The stories conveyed in each photographic print I make explore the fabric of my life and, as I’ve been told many times, resonate with viewers’ own experiences. They celebrate liberation, passion, risk-taking, reinvention, spirituality, and aspects of life many of us put on hold while on the mommy roller coaster.  They also tell stories about handing down traditions and values from one generation to the next, like Nana’s bread pudding ritual.

Nana was right, as grandmothers often are.  There is no recipe.  I continue to figure things out but now through the prism of decades of hard-won experience, personal growth, and self-awareness. Along with my love for family and friends, there is joy in doing, creating, experimenting, making, and sharing in my studio and kitchen.  Her memory is a blessing and her lessons continue to inspire.

Patti Grabel is an artist, writer, and producer based in New York City and Water Mill, NY.  As an artist, she works in a range of mediums including painting, drawing, photography, assemblage, and found-object sculpture to explore imagery that reveals narratives that are at once personal and universal, whimsical and poignant, intimate and public.

Her most recent compositions, photographed and printed on paper or glass, feature wooden spoons she has painted, hung to dry on a clothesline, and arranged to tell stories.

Patti donates a portion of the proceeds from sales of her prints to City Harvest, a nonprofit organization feeding hungry New Yorkers for over 35 years.

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The show where we speak to Patti can be heard here.

About Traci Timmons

Traci is proud to help share the wisdom of women as the producer and co-host on the Word of Mom Radio Network. She loves being in a partnership with Dori DeCarlo who has been a friend and inspiration since childhood. When she agreed to join the team here at WoMRadio, she never imagined how fully it would become part of her life, and how meeting so many powerful and incredible women - sharing their stories and helping to empower them and build their businesses – would be so fulfilling and FUN! Traci has worked in the theatre and entertainment realm as an actress, director, singer, producer and teacher for many years. She has also been an event producer, and done every type of office manager/bookkeeper/operations job there is. Having this platform to showcase the work of the NEW business women, as well as her own is an honor and a privilege. Making new connections and building each other up is key. Current affiliations include Thespian Arts Program, The Family Repertory Company, Labyrinth Arts Collective, Darknight Productions, G Squared Productions and more. Take every day and make it great, be happy, be healthy and most important – be yourself!

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