Author Archives: John Cutrone

Dia de Muertos or, the Nights Grow Longer

Tonight, amidst the glow of a waning moon and the orange and purple lights we’ve begun to string through our home, it feels like a good night to pull a couple of chairs together, just us, you and me, maybe by the fire if you have one burning. The nights are growing cooler and longer here in the Northern Hemisphere, even here in Lake Worth. Leaves are falling from the trees in northern climes as trees cease their production of clorophyl: their energy is directed now underground, to growth we are not privy to witness.

Just as the trees shift their attention underground, so do we in our way. We gather in our harvest, store what is good for use throughout the dark months to come. We gather in our thoughts, shift our energy inward: in to the home, to the hearth, to the table, to the heart.

This autumnal time has also, since time immemorial, been the time to shift our focus underground in more literal ways: we are approaching the time when we remember our beloved dead. With the approach of November, we prepare for the feast of I Morti in Italy and in Mexico, Dia de Muertos, or Day of the Dead. These things are related to the passing of the old year into the new that comes in the Celtic tradition with Samhain, the precursor to our modern day celebration of Halloween. What begins with Halloween continues all the way to Martinmas, the 11th of November: Hollantide, Hallowtide: All Hallows and All Souls. Those orange and purple lights we strung tonight will illuminate all of these autumnal nights. The fabric of them all is woven of light and dark, of life and death.

Death is a natural part of life, of course, and I’ve said it before and I’ll probably say it over and over again for as long as I write this blog: the Convivio Book of Days is no sappy saccharine book about seasonal traditions. It is a book that acknowledges that there is a seat for death at our table, at every celebration, every ceremony, for it is death’s presence that encourages us to live each day. And the ceremony of a day is what this book of days is all about.

And with I Morti and Dia de Muertos, these Days of the Dead, we approach a celebration that honors death and celebrates those who have come and gone. I know more than a few people who do not want anything to do with a holiday like Dia de Muertos. It’s too creepy, too spooky. But I think they are missing the point of the celebration… and are the poorer for it. Dia de Muertos is not a spooky and creepy time. It is, rather, a time to remember the ones we love but are no longer with us, those who have left this world for distant shores. They do live on in our hearts and in our memory and sometimes in our dreams and who knows where else they live on, but surely they do in some way. And at this time of year, especially, we are reunited with them, one way or another. No culture does this quite so beautifully and as fervently as they do in Mexico. The short film above by Harbers Studios does a lovely job of showing just what Dia de Muertos is all about.

My family is not Mexican; we are of Italian descent. But we have adopted this celebration to some extent and I encourage you to do so in your home, as well. There are many things you can do to take part: You can visit the dead. You can make a feast and celebrate with others (that’s our usual!). In the coming days I will post a recipe for Pan de Muertos, bread of the dead: just as we bake ours each Day of the Dead, so might you. And while it’s not usually my goal to get you to buy things, Dia de Muertos is one of the true specialties of our Convivio Book of Days Catalog. We sell only REAL and authentic traditional handicrafts from San Miguel de Allende, in Mexico. Nothing made in China. This supports the local artisans, many of whom are making things that their ancestors before them made, too. We think this is the best way to shop, supporting the traditional ways of artisans who feel a connection through time to the things they make. We also have a new shipping policy: Spend $50 and we’ll ship your order at no cost to you. Beautiful words those are: Free Shipping! If they can help you to celebrate these special days and nights with more meaning, all the better.

You can also come see us and shop our entire Dia de Muertos line from San Miguel de Allende at the Autumn Makers Marketplace this Saturday, October 22, from 10 AM to 4 PM at Florida Atlantic University in Boca Raton. Look for the blue and white MAKERS MARKETPLACE signs that will be posted on campus roads. If you do come, be sure to say hello. I love meeting and chatting with Convivio Book of Days readers!

 

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The short film in today’s chapter is titled Dia de los Muertos, produced in 2011 by Harbers Studios, available on Vimeo. The film description reads, “Every November, towns and cemeteries across Mexico are transformed with flowers, food and festivities, as people celebrate Dia de Muertos, or Day of the Dead. This evocative short film shows us how one culture honors relatives and friends who have died, and reminds us that though our own loved ones may be gone, they needn’t be forgotten.” Amen.

 

Your October Book of Days (or, Riding out the Storm)

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Lots going on these days! It was Seth’s birthday on the last of September and then we segued right into my mom’s 90th birthday at the start of October, so it was, oh, nonstop celebration all weekend. Then at work on Monday I walked in to learn that there had been a water leak all weekend; by the time the water mitigation crew left for the day on Monday night, their amazing vacuum equipment had sucked over 300 gallons of water out from under the bamboo floorboards. The drying-out process will continue for at least another week. And still that same day we learnt that the forecast track for Hurricane Matthew was beginning to suggest that he had us squarely in his sight. And so Tuesday at work we prepared for the storm, and Wednesday we prepared the home of an old family friend. Thursday morning we will prepare ours, and then we will wait.

This is all to say I’m sorry, but I am just now getting around to letting you know that your Convivio Book of Days Calendar for October 2016 is posted to our website. It is a printable PDF, ready to print on standard US Letter size paper, and a great companion to the Convivio Book of Days Blog. Cover stars this month: pumpkins photographed just last week, before all the madness began, at our friends Leif and Jeffrey’s home––these green pumpkins are from last year’s harvest! They’re still looking beautiful. And any friend of pumpkins is a friend of mine.

Over at the Convivio Book of Days Catalog, we are trying something new: we’ve operated for years under a flat $8 shipping fee policy, but now if you spend $50 at the Convivio Book of Days catalog, you’ll get free shipping. Magic words, aren’t they? FREE SHIPPING. I love them, too. We’ve also figured out a way for folks outside the US to order (you’ll see a flat $30 shipping charge on your invoice, but we will contact you with the actual shipping rate before we ship or charge your card and will adjust the charge accordingly… most likely your actual shipping charge will be less), so that, too, is something new.

Also new are lots of new items added to the catalog––mostly handcrafts from San Miguel de Allende for your Day of the Dead and Halloween celebrations but also lovely screen printed tea towels for cider season. (Speaking of cider: don’t forget the Shaker mulling spices.) We’ve also added about a dozen new German advent calendars this week, too, and as long as we have power during the storm, I’ll work on adding some new Christmas and letterpress items, too. Right after I bake a batch of granola for Seth.

Pretty soon we will have reached the point where we have done all we can to prepare, and we will take shelter. There seems to be, at least here in Lake Worth, no need for evacuations, so we plan to stay put, Seth and me and Haden the Convivio Shopcat. We will watch the wind and rain from the shelter of this old house. The house is wood, cedar and old Dade pine, tough as nails, but it will creak and moan a lot, especially as we get into the thick of things, and there will be times when things will get a little scary. We know this; we’ve done it before. We’ll be okay, we all will be, you, too.

Now go on: get shopping. Spend 50 bucks, make us pay for that shipping. We promise to take good care and to not send anything out until the rain has passed. Happy October.

 

A Sweet Year Ahead

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Tonight’s setting sun brings a new year in the Jewish calendar. It is Rosh Hashanah. It begins with the sounding of the shofar, a hollowed out ram’s horn, which gives the day another common name: the Feast of Trumpets. The celebration of the new year concludes ten days from now with solemn Yom Kippur; these are the high holidays/holydays of the Jewish calendar.

What I know of Rosh Hashanah is little, but what I love best are the simple things. Years ago at this time of year, at one of the local bakeries near to where my family lives, we would find pie tins full of honey-dipped balls of fried dough mixed with cherries and chopped nuts: Teiglach is its name, we found, and it was part of the Rosh Hashanah celebration, but we would bring it home each year because it reminded us of the struffoli we would make for Christmas. Teiglach provided an early autumn precursor of our delicious honeyed Italian yuletide dessert. And one September not long ago, Seth and I and the rest of my family got to share a Rosh Hashanah celebration with our niece’s family. There was homemade challah bread, round to symbolize the circle of the year, and there were apples dipped in honey, to symbolize a sweet year ahead.

There was much more, I know. There were prayers, and there were pressed linens, and there were more elaborate things to eat on the table. But it is the bread and the apples and the honey that I remember best. The simple things. Happy new year: Shanah Tovah.

This is a reprint of last year’s Convivio Book of Days chapter for Rosh Hashanah. New year, same message. The image features a recipe for Aunt Ida’s Taglach (which seems to me for sure like a variant spelling of Teiglach) from Pearl Silberg’s handwritten recipe book, which I made handbound facsimile copies of some years back at the request of her daughter Rita. She was giving the books to her own children, Pearl’s grandkids. I couldn’t resist making myself a copy, too. Happy new year!