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WHAT IS REVIVAL??

 

REVIVAL  RE·VIV·AL /RƏˈVĪVƏL/

Revival Taste Collective is an online Journal narrated by Gabrielle Eitienne. An illustration of her journey to find out more about her lineage through her family's history in Agriculture & Food. She fuses her eye for art and love for cooking with the individual stories she collects along the way.

 
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(Phone call) Brooklyn - North Carolina 2:38pm

Me: "Hey Pop, what was your moms full name?" 

Pop: "Cora Lee Council"

Me: "And her mom, what about her mom...oh and your dad, any uncles?"

Scribbling quickly my best spelling of sweet and very southern names. Names with "Lee" attached and "Mae"...names I'd heard ever so often in conversations between pop and my mother, regarding the funerals of their children. And for every lost relative I felt stories lost, and potential memories washed away. My family tree felt at risk of deforestation.

I Needed to move fast.

So I planned a trip to North Carolina. A beautiful place, where the dark and ugly past still seems to rear it's head from time to time via Trump bumper stickers and kkk rally's (no seriously). I digress. 

A quick right turn into the driveway is followed by the left turn of my head to peak at pop's garden. 

ROWS OF OKRA stand proudly, the start of turnips lay low and humble. I seek truth in these crops, well, truth and dinner. We soon ended up in the garden talking seeds and sustainable practice. Which is a concept that has been passed down from generations high up on the tree, so high that at the moment their names are unknown and faces un-photographed. So far up that they probably were lost in history, sold at auction, displaced, and sadly forgotten due to their forced circumstances. Yes, the original sustainable farmers that taught these practices and passed these principles down were slaves. And currently I only have knowledge up to the share-croppers, those branches hang as low as my Grandfather's brother Andrew. Seed keeping was something very important to them, and as I picked at the beautifully striped sepia goards for decorative value, Pop explained that these are the key to next seasons okra harvest - holding several dried seeds in his hands as they spill from the cracked vessel. For dinner that night, of coarse stewed Okra and tomato, a sweet-acidic combination I recall from childhood at my grandparents dinner table.

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