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I was very young when I found out I love the art of domesticity. Some people mistakenly think that just means keeping a house. Really, though, the art of domesticity is about creating a home where people love to gather. It includes cooking for the unexpected guest or hosting an impromptu dinner party for 12. But the heart of a fiery feminist which also resides in me has sometimes caused these passions to clash. Nevertheless, I have grown to see that being a feminist is about finding your own inner goddess, domestic or otherwise.
Life is about so much more than just working to live or living to work, we are creatures who long to gather: gather people, things, experiences and just gather. I choose to gather the people I care for around food that I carefully prepared with my entire heart and soul, cooking is my escape from this world and into a new one focused on the art of cooking. I cook to feed people, surprise them with exotic ingredients or serve someone to bring some ease to their life. This blog is a small gathering of the things I love most:
Wanderings of a traveler
Style for the home and the person
Plant babies (just plants)
These things are my passions and this blog is a place to hold all that I love.
I was born in Boston and will always claim that it is my real hometown, but I grew up amongst the good Midwestern people of Indiana, in a small town that could practically fit in an envelope with a 49 cent stamp. Growing up in a small town never seemed to define who I am. I believe it's because of my parents—my progressive mother and father who have style and taste played the most active role in shaping who I am. I was never told I couldn’t be who I wanted, go where I pleased, or believe what I wanted. Being a girl had no place in determining what I could be. I was encouraged to be simply one thing, and that was me. Monica Rose Gilraine (yes, that is the first name I ever loved! Now I am Monica Rose Grant).
I had one dream. Simply to be happy. I thought that would include being a woman living in a high-rise in a big city and yielding lots of power. But in growing older, I found myself drawn to things that seemed more straightforward: cooking, gardening, teaching children, and creating spaces and gatherings where people felt welcomed and cared for. So when I got my first nanny job, it was as though a sense of peace had come over my wandering heart. I had found my small place on this big earth.
Then I got married at tender the age of 19. Yes, I got married while I was still a teenager, I was one of “those” girls. That was never something that was in my plans, but something happened, and that something is someone called God. You know him? Well then you know he can be a hard guy to avoid, and when you decide that you trust him, crazy things happen! Like falling in love, getting married, moving to Chicago, putting my husband through college, and becoming a full-on Domestic Goddess.