Part 1-3:
My family uses photographs to help us remember people, places, and events. My mother is usually the person who is the person who takes family photos and she is always working on a scrapbooking project where she tries to catalog the history of our family. Some of the older photos we have are scanned copies from a cousin of ours who does genealogical research. She doesn’t lives far away so I think it is a way for her to connect with the rest of her family as well as the rest of us can connect to her.
To some extent my family uses photos to remember things that happened in the past. Since moving to Oregon, my family has requested photos of my ‘adventures’. In this sense the photographs are used to share an experience instead of remembering. Much like the photos that are on the ChinaVine website, the photos I send to my family is more informational than remembering a shared memory.
My husband and I exclusively take digital photographs (mainly because the only camera we own is digital) and for the most part they stay as files on our computer except for the odd occasion when we print a few out to fill picture frames. The majority of the photos we take are of places we’ve been to instead of pictures of ourselves in those locations. In terms of sharing these photos with other people, especially my parents, get a little frustrated sometimes because they also use the photos kind of as a check up. Since they do not see us that often in reality (most of my family still lives in New York) I think they use the photographs we send also to see our image to still feel connected.
Instead of talking to my family about a photograph from my youth, I decided to discuss one with new additions to the family. In this photo my brother and I are standing with our respective significant others (my husband, his girlfriend respectively) and it made me think about the feelings and attitudes about including an addition to your family. These individuals start out as being different or ‘other’ and then slowly they change into being accepted and welcomed into the family group.
This particular photo was taken when my brother and his girlfriend came to visit. My brother and I are pretty close and I think that is somewhat clear in the photograph.
Food:
Both sets of my grandparents grew up on farms so it is interesting to hear their stories about what they ate and how tied it was to the items they grew or raised themselves. My one grandmother was young during the Great Depression where someone broke into their root cellar when they kept all of their canned fruits and vegetables and after the incident they had to install a lock on the door. My great-grandfathers on my mother’s side we immigrants to the United States (from Germany and Wales/UK respectively) and quite a few dishes that my grandmother cooked were from those ethnic cuisines. Instead of including my grandmother’s recipe for sauerkraut I want to share one that became a tradition starting with my generation.
My grandmother has a collection of community cookbooks, mostly from her church, which she has acquired over the years. A lot of these recipes are of meal items that really came about in the 1950s using packaged items together to create something new. Our recipe for Watergate salad although not created in the 1950s, is in a similar vein. On holidays, my grandmother would serve this with the regular meal even though it’s more of a dessert item. Whenever she we discussed what would be on the menu for the next holiday my cousins would always request that someone make the salad, and so the tradition was born. This Thanksgiving I spent with my fellow AADers at a potluck style meal. Even though I was responsible for the turkey, I had to bring the Watergate salad because to me, it wouldn’t be a holiday without it.
Watergate Salad:
- 1 (8 oz) can crushed pineapple
- 1 (3.4 oz) package pistachio pudding mix
- 1 cup walnuts
- 1 (12 oz) container whipped topping
- 1 cup mini marshmallows
Fold whipped topping into pistachio pudding mix. Combine the rest of the ingredients with the mixture. Chill for one hour. Serve.
When my family sits down for a meal there isn’t a set number of people who should be there. My Father in particular often works during dinner time so growing up it was usually my Mother, Brother, and I. As my Brother and I got older, we both worked in high school so family meals were a rarity. When From a young age that whoever makes the meal doesn’t have to do the dishes. Because I really dislike doing the dishes, I quickly became the family chef, preparing at least the weekly dinners.
My husband and I both enjoy cooking and like to try new cuisines. We also like to cook together which means occupying our small kitchen together. It usually works out without too much injury. While we try to eat dinner at the dining room table, lately we’ve been watching the entire collection of Top Gear on Netflix while eating in the living room.
Part 4:
A story I found through this process that could be the subject of a video documentary would be could involve be about how my brother and my significant others have joined our family. The character would be my brother, his girlfriend, my husband, myself, and my extended family (parents, grandparents, aunt, and cousins). The documentary could tell the story how my husband and my brother’s girlfriend became members of our family, their reactions as well as those of my other family members.
To enhance this documentary, I would include photos as well as interviews with members of my family. In interviewing my extended family, I could ask questions pertaining how they felt when they first started dating. While this approach might be a bit broad, it would give a deeper meaning into our own culture. Like the chapters suggest, doing an autobiographical documentary offers a unique way to tell a familiar story as well as allow me a more critical look at my family’s culture.