Culture Clash Magazine Introducing a New Perspective

Eating out of the garden is the simplest form of culinary delight. The students participating in The Young Gardeners Program in local Galveston Independent School District (GISD) schools are reaping the rewards of their school garden harvests. The Young Gardeners Program (YGP) is a project of Galveston’s Own Farmers Market and the brain child of Nan Wilson, the Program Director. Wilson moved to Galveston Island to be with her family in 2015. An astounding number of children

I walked down the main hall of the Estelle unit here in Huntsville with my stomach grumbling. It's impossible to get used to any certain time to eat here because each day's schedule is different depending on who is working that particular shift and how they are feeling that day. Breakfast is usually between 1-3 am, lunch's any time between 8:30 a.m. to noon, and dinner can be from 4-8:30 pm. We wait. That's all we can do if we want to eat the food provided for us at the priso

Food is life. No matter where you go, the universal sign of compassion and unity will be food. In every culture, society, group, and country, food will always be one basic yet effective way to understand each other. Food and its meaning can change but still have the same effect no matter where you live or travel. Food can have heart, or it can be soulless, the only deciding factor is how you perceive the value in your life. My family, being from India, has some very tradition

From a young age, I have never been in touch with my “culture” and often wondered if I even had a distinct one. My family was never one to sit down at a dinner table and talk about our days in great detail. Instead, we ate while watching TV shows or movies. You will find me eating dinner in my room merely because I have so much homework. The primary reason for my family not eating together is because of our schedules and the lack of time in our schedules to be present with ea

In all my years of experience as a diehard foodie and culinary thrillseeker, Galveston takes the cake for the greatest taste experiences I’ve ever had. It’s a city teeming with personality, fun, and flavor that will keep visitors coming back again and again while making the locals feel like the luckiest bunch in Texas. And if you’re looking for the perfect places to eat, you’ll find everything you’ve ever wanted and a million times more behind the restaurant doors of Galvesto

I am so excited for school today. Today they are serving pizza for lunch. I spent most of my morning fantasizing about delicious, melted cheese topped with crispy pepperoni. Today we are learning about the radius and diameter of circles in math. I could only think about the crispy pepperoni, in the shape of a circle, that I would see in a few hours. Last week, in Health, we learned about meal proportions. I never knew dinner was supposed to be an abstract plate consisting of

Let me start by saying this: I love ramen. Translated directly from Japanese as “pulled noodles,” strict traditionalists use chinese wheat noodles served in a meat or fish-based broth, boiled until the texture gives delightful chew. This can then be flavored with miso or soy sauce. Nearly every region in Japan has their own take on the delicacy, their recipe often closely guarded. The resulting soup is equal parts savory and filling; done right, it soothes and comforts in a w

Growing up I often felt like the odd man out, when I would bring my lunch to school which consisted of pickled oddities, lutefisk, and some version of rice and beans every day. A strange concoction of different foods to say the least, so different from my classmates lunches of PB&J, fruit snacks, and a juice pouch. It created a longing within me from a young age to fall into the very westernized style of eating. Growing up, my personal cuisine stemmed from my mother's very ri

Growing up in a Hispanic family, a daughter of Mexican immigrants, I was excited when I learned culinary arts was the topic for this issue of Culture Clash. Food is the most common, simple form of social incentive for any type of celebration/gathering in my family. My family embraces the art of cooking from finding the freshest ingredients (even going off island to Houston area farmers markets) to sourcing those hard to find ingredients. Food is a feast for the eyes, your pal

Cooking is an act of love in the purest form; mindfully, you plan, purchase, and prepare. When you cook, the food begins to transform, as the smell starts to fill the air. Finally what you have worked so hard for is complete. Everyone gathers ‘round talking, laughing and filling their bodies with what you have made. Your love will spread through them the moment they start to eat.