I had the opportunity to attend the Taste of Soul yesterday and it was buzzing and beautiful! With my 2-year old strapped to my chest, Kingston and I took in the sights, sounds and tantalizing aromas of the event.
The usual vendors were "in the house" but because I do not eat meat, I kept searching for that one lone tent for us Herbivore's. You guessed it, there was none.
I was however, handed flyers promoting "wonder" pills that could magically treat prostate cancer, high blood pressure, cholesterol and the like.
"Hmmm", I thought. "Could there be a connection to the fact that I could search the length of this entire event, as glorious as it was, and not find one business preparing food that could alleviate all those aliments that that "wonder" pill addressed?"
Now perhaps because I attended the event at the end of the day, my peeps at Simply Wholesome or Veg It Up were there and had left...but, family, at the end my son and I left with empty stomachs and my thinking, "We're more than a fried catfish, chicken and cobbler consuming people...Aren't We?"
I love the Taste Of Soul. I feel like I am making a pilgrimage to connect with my brothers and sisters and our culture and rich history that can never be taken away. I look forward to seeing a "leveling of the playing field" though. Where Veggie Grills and Cafe Gratitudes can stand next to Shabazz and the barrage of polished, air-brushed, soul food trucks and sing that new Negro Spiritual...Healthy at Last, Healthy at Last, Thank God Almighty We are Healthy at Last!"....now can a brother order those sweet potato fries?
What say you?