When I was growing up, my mother made a dish we called “mish mosh.” She (and later, I) made it by sautéing onions and sometimes celery, then adding ground beef, garlic, and whatever else we had in the refrigerator. Sometimes we added canned tomatoes, but not always. We served it over rice or noodles. It was always different, but instantly recognizable as mish mosh. I now make a vegetarian version, a dish made with chickpeas and olives, and flavored with garlic, basil, lemon, and cinnamon. It, too, is always evolving.
I see history this way. It is always different and always evolving, but when we look back at it, we recognize it as history. The aim of this blog is to examine how history and culture intersect. I am interested in looking at ordinary everyday life, people, and events. In a 2003 NEH lecture, popular historian, David McCullough said:
History teaches that there is no such thing as a self-made man or woman, that we are all shaped by the influences of others, including so many we’ve never seen because they are back there in history.
I want to try to understand how we are influenced by our culture, and I want to consider how our perceptions influence the way we understand history. I hope you will join me on this journey, as haphazard as it might be.
And because it’s me, there were also be posts about food, family, and cats.