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Daffodils, or Your March Book of Days

And now it is March. The month begins this year with a new moon and Ramadan, the lunar monthlong celebration in the Islamic calendar focused on daytime fasting, good deeds, and prayer. It’s a holiday dependent on the local first sighting of the crescent moon, so it began yesterday in some places, and begins today in others, and possibly even tomorrow in yet other places. All month long, observers will enjoy a big meal, called suhoor, each day before the sun rises, and won’t take any food or water until the sun sets. When it does, the fast is broken usually with a date, and then another big meal, this one called iftar. And so it will go, all through the lunar month, through all the phases of the moon, until the sighting of the next crescent moon, when Ramadan ends and Eid al-Fitr begins: three days of feasting and gift-giving and remembrance of all that Ramadan taught us.

Whilst Ramadan is a movable holiday, one that comes earlier and earlier each year, one constant holiday on the First of March each year is St. David’s Day. The day is sacred to Wales. It’s a day for leeks and daffodils, but even better: for Welsh Cakes. Here’s our recipe; serve the cakes with strong tea with milk and sugar:

W E L S H   C A K E S

It’s not uncommon to find recipes for Welsh Cakes that call for regular granulated sugar, butter, and nutmeg, but the traditional recipe will add lard to the mix, use caster sugar in place of the regular sugar, and will be flavored with the more mysterious flavor of mace. If you want the best Welsh Cakes, stick to the traditional version. If you can’t find caster sugar, make your own: pulse regular granulated sugar in a blender until very fine. Do not use powdered confectioners’ sugar, which has added corn starch.

3 cups all purpose flour
½ cup caster sugar
1 ½ teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon ground mace
½ teaspoon cinnamon
½ teaspoon salt
6 tablespoons lard
6 tablespoons butter
¾ cup dried currants
2 eggs, beaten lightly
3 to 4 tablespoons milk
granulated sugar

Whisk together the flour, caster sugar, baking powder, mace, cinnamon, and salt in a mixing bowl, then work in the butter and lard with your fingers until the mixture has the texture of course crumbs. It’s ok if some larger chunks of butter remain. Mix in the currants. Add the beaten egg, working it into the mixture, adding just enough milk to form a soft dough that is not too sticky. Wrap; chill in the refrigerator for 30 minutes or until you are ready to make the cakes.

Turn the dough out onto a floured board and roll to a thickness of about ¼”. Using a biscuit cutter (scalloped, if you have one), cut into rounds. Gather up any remnants to roll out again and cut more cakes.

Heat a lightly buttered skillet (cast iron works great) over low to medium heat, cooking the cakes until each side is lightly browned (about 3 to 4 minutes… if they’re cooking quicker than that, lower the heat). Let the cakes cool for a minute or two, then set each in a bowl of granulated sugar, allowing sugar to coat both sides and the edges. Best served warm, split, with butter and jam, or, for a more savory treat, with cheese and leeks, at a table set with a small vase of daffodils.

The daffodils are traditional for St. David’s Day in Wales, as are leeks, and if you’re there today, you may find folks wearing one or the other in their lapels. The legend of the leeks goes back to an ancient battle in Wales in which St. David himself is said to have advised the Welsh troops to wear leeks in their caps in order to distinguish themselves from the Saxon troops they were fighting. This animosity between the Celtic Welsh and the Saxon-descended English went on for some time, and there’s an old story about a man traveling on horseback in the north of Wales who comes to a river that he wishes to cross. There was another fellow working the field nearby, so the man on horseback asked, in English, if it was safe to cross the river and the laborer replied, in English, that it was indeed. The horse, however, knew better, and refused to pass into the river. So the man upon the horse asked the laborer once again if it was safe to cross the river, this time in Welsh. “Oh, I beg your pardon, sir,” said the man on the ground. “I thought you were an Englishman.”

Let’s hope the animosity has by now subsided. I love leeks, but it’s the daffodils that I’ve chosen to focus upon for your Convivio Book of Days calendar for March. The calendar is our monthly gift to you, a printable PDF and a fine companion to this blog. March this year will be dominated by the forty days of Lent, and on Tuesday night, we’ll be eating pancakes for Shrove Tuesday, the night that brings an end to the Carnival season. Ash Wednesday the next morning will usher in our annual season of penitence: a season that came out of necessity in times past, but this year, perhaps this somber time has its place for those of us who feel a need to step back from the madness of the world. Forty days to attempt to make sense of what’s become of things, to reflect, to reset, to understand what is most important to us and to decide how we wish to live our lives: by the strange examples we see daily these days from the people who are supposed to be role models and exemplars of respect and integrity and compassion, or by our own internal compass that comes from both spine and heart.

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Locals: the shop is open Saturdays from 11 AM to 4 PM at 1110 North G Street, Lake Worth Beach, FL 33460. (Do take note, though, that we’ll be closed Saturday March 22 and Saturday March 29.) And we’ve got two special events for you in March. First up, it’s our St. Patrick Market on Saturday & Sunday, March 8 & 9, from 11 AM to 4 PM each day. We’ll be playing Celtic music and featuring our offerings for St. Patrick’s Day and for St. Brigid’s Day and serving homemade Irish soda bread and our own Löfbergs Swedish Coffee while you shop. The following week, come back for our San Giuseppe Market on Friday evening, March 14, from 5:30 to 8:30 PM, and on Saturday, March 15, from 11 AM to 4 PM. At this event, we’ll be playing Italian music and featuring our offerings from Italy and serving our Löfbergs Coffee with homemade Zeppole di San Giuseppe, the classic Italian pastry that we enjoy once each year to celebrate St. Joseph’s Day. Both events should be great fun. You’ll love what we have in store for you! As for the rest of you, you’ll find all these offerings (minus the soda bread and zeppole, sorry) when you visit our online shop. We appreciate your support! (Click the images below to make them larger.)

Image: Daffodils in a Vase by John Singer Sargent. Oil on canvas, circa early 1890s [Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons.]

St. Valentine’s Day

It’s Valentine’s Day, or, more properly, St. Valentine’s Day. We rarely use that “saintly” descriptor nowadays, but there have been two St. Valentines in history. No one is quite sure which of the two is celebrated today. Our celebration is most likely a combination of them both. There was a Roman priest called Valentine who was martyred on the 14th of February, 269, for giving aid to persecuted Christians before becoming a Christian himself, but there was another early Christian martyr called Valentine who scratched a message on the wall of his prison cell before his death. The message was to his beloved, and he signed it Your Valentine.

One thing we know for sure about Valentine’s Day is people love it and also love to hate it. Let’s face it: Valentine’s Day is an easy target: it’s sappy, it’s sweet. But there are times when these qualities are just what we need, and certainly they are better options than the petty bitterness that has come to dominate our days. I think so, anyway. So go ahead: indulge your sweetheart. Be a little foolish. Make the day sweeter. And where love takes root, let it grow.

St. Valentine’s Day is thought to be honored not just by us humans, but in nature, too: It has long been considered the day that birds choose their mates for the year. Robert Herrick, our convivial Book of Days poet, alludes to this belief in this poem from 1648:

Oft have I heard both youths and virgins say
Birds choose their mates and couple, too, today
But by their flight I never can divine
When I shall couple with my Valentine.

In England and Scotland, in Herrick’s time, and for centuries up until the 1800s, the celebration of Valentine’s Day often began the evening before. Young men and women would take part in a lottery, of sorts, on St. Valentine’s Eve, drawing names out of a box. The person that luck gave to you in this lottery would be your Valentine, and small tokens would be exchanged. Many weddings were known to come out of this St. Valentine’s Eve sport.

There are a few traditions of romantic divination that have come down through the centuries for Valentine’s Day, as well. The first unmarried person you’d meet on Valentine’s morning might just be destined to be your bride or groom, for instance, as the case may be. John Gay describes this in his poem “The Shepherd’s Week: Thursday; or, The Spell”… which happens to be a burlesque on the pastoral poems of another poet of the same era (early 18th century). It starts with that same allusion to birds finding their mates on Valentine’s Day:

Last Valentine, the day when birds of kind
Their paramours with mutual chirpings find;
I early rose, just at the break of day,
Before the sun had chas’d the stars away,
A-field I went, amid the morning dew,
To milk my kine (for so should housewives do)
Thee first I spied––and the first swain we see,
In spite of fortune shall our true love be.

Destiny or not, go ahead: share some sweetness with the ones you love this Valentine’s Day. And why not be outlandish and extend that to others beyond that circle, too. I was brought up to be kind and respectful and to follow rules for the greater good and the benefit of all and these are qualities that have fallen out of favor, or so it seems. But I am persistent in doing what I think is right, and I guess I always will be.

THE SHOP IS OPEN FOR VALENTINE’S DAY!
We’re open today, Friday, February 14, from 12 noon to 6:30 PM for your last call Valentines. Find us at 1110 North G Street, Lake Worth Beach, FL 33460. You’ll love what we have in store for you (it’s not your usual stuff)! We’re also open tomorrow for our usual Saturday hours, too (11 AM to 4 PM).

SHOP OUR VALENTINE SALE!
At our online catalog right now (across the board; not just on Valentine’s Day items) use discount code LOVEHANDMADE to save $10 on your $85 purchase, plus get free domestic shipping, too. That’s a total savings of $19.95. Spend less than $85 and our flat rate shipping fee of $9.95 applies. St. Patrick’s Day is coming and we have lots of new items focused on shamrocks and Irish literature and more. CLICK HERE to shop; you know we appreciate your support immensely.

 

 

Carnevale, or Your Convivio Book of Days for February

It’s the First of February: Imbolc, and St. Brigid’s Day: Brigid, who bridges us from winter to spring in her subtle way. The weather may still be cold here in the Northern Hemisphere, but we find ourselves now about halfway between Midwinter Solstice and Vernal Equinox, and the acknowledgment that spring approaches is the value of St. Brigid’s Day. Spring’s first stirrings begin here.

And as it is the First of February, we’ve got a gift for you: It’s the Convivio Book of Days calendar for February. A printable PDF, as usual, so you may print it and keep it nearby to help remind you to live the ceremony of each day. The calendar is a fine companion to this blog.

Tonight, with the setting sun, St. Brigid’s Day becomes Candlemas Eve. With Candlemas, on the Second of February, Christmas and Yuletide, which have so many potential endings, do finally come to a proper close, for it is time to move on to what comes next… which is renewal, of course, and the promise of spring. Our convivial 17th-century British poet Robert Herrick reminds us that with Candlemas Eve, it is time to remove the yuletide greenery from our homes. From his poem “Ceremony Upon Candlemas Eve:”

Down with the rosemary, and so
Down with the bays and misletoe ;
Down with the holly, ivy, all,
Wherewith ye dress’d the Christmas Hall :
That so the superstitious find
No one least branch there left behind :
For look, how many leaves there be
Neglected, there (maids, trust to me)
So many goblins you shall see.

While the greenery should be removed by tonight, tradition would have us keep nativity scenes in our home through Candlemas, tomorrow. Candlemas, on the Second of February, is the day that candles are blessed in the church. It is also known as Purification Day, which harkens back to an old Hebrew tradition: forty days after the birth of a son, women would go to the temple to be purified. And there is that idea again: renewal––the same sort of renewal that Brigid brings us.

And so Mary went to the temple, for it was her tradition, and when she did, it was there that she and her infant child ran into the elders Simeon and Anna, who recognized the child as “the Light of the World.” This is the basis for the blessing of candles on this day, and the day’s lovely name (Candlemas), which is even more beautiful in other languages: la Candelaria in Spanish, la Chandeleur in French. In France, the traditional evening meal for la Chandeleur is crêpes. In Mexico, la Candelaria is a night for tamales and hot chocolate, while the procession and celebration in Puno, Peru, is typically so big, it rivals that of Carnival in Rio de Janeiro. And at sunset on Candlemas, we’ll go through the house, through every room, lighting every lamp, even for just a few minutes. My favorite song for the day, as I tell you each year around the start of February, is an old carol called “Jesus, the Light of the World.” Is it a carol for Candlemas? Who knows. Certainly the words echo those of Simeon and Anna, the elders in the temple, so as for me, I say it is.

And so this night we thank our Christmas tree and garland for their presence with us all through Christmas, and then quietly carry them out the back door and into a corner of the yard. We thank nature for the gifts she lent to us, and we return to nature what is hers. We’ll store these things these things there in the backyard, and they will become part of the habitat: a bit of fir and cedar amongst the bamboo and the palms and grasses. And when December comes around again, on the longest night, we will use what is left of the tree as fuel for our Midwinter solstice fire as we welcome down the stars and welcome back the light. I love this bit of ceremony. For us, it connects one Christmas to the next. Most importantly, we send Father Christmas off tonight and each year with respect and dignity… and with this, we are more prepared to welcome spring as we step onto the bridge that Brigid offers us.

SHOP OUR VALENTINE SALE!
At our online catalog right now use discount code LOVEHANDMADE to save $10 on your $85 purchase, plus get free domestic shipping, too. That’s a total savings of $19.95. Spend less than $85 and our flat rate shipping fee of $9.95 applies. We have many lovely new arrivals for Valentine’s Day. CLICK HERE to shop; you know we appreciate your support immensely.

COME TO THE SHOP!
Locals: the shop is open Saturdays from 11 AM to 4 PM at 1110 North G Street, Lake Worth Beach, FL 33460. And next weekend, it’s our VALENTINE MARKET: Friday evening, February 7, from 5 to 8 PM, and Saturday & Sunday, February 8 & 9, from 11 AM to 4 PM. You’ll love what we have in store for you!

 

Our cover star image for the February Book of Days calendar is a painting called “Carnival in Venice” by Aleksandra Ekster. Oil on canvas, 1930s [Public domain via Wikimedia Commons].