Interrogating my interest in Indigenous perspectives

You may be wondering what draws me to study and engage with Indigenous perspectives. Why is it important to me to be an ally as the many original peoples of Turtle Island (North America) attempt to reclaim their culture, heritage, language, and traditional teachings?

Background

In 2017, reflecting on the sense of ‘homecoming’ I felt in a return to rural life, I wrote:

I was ever a child of nature, integrally connected with the rhythm of the seasons and with a strong link between external and internal realities.

I never identified comfortably as an Englishwoman. I did wonder if, had I grown up in Scotland or Ireland, I might more easily have embraced a sense of identity. Even without any deep knowledge, it seemed to me that my way of relating to the world whispered of my Celtic heritage. But maybe it was just the influence of my Irish born grandfather, who spent much of his working life in the Far East. As a teenager, I connected particularly strongly with the awareness of the flow of Nature I found in Taoism. I was also struck by the wisdom I found in ‘Native American’ teachings.

Indigenous Canada

It is not, then, surprising that when we came to Canada, I would seek out knowledge of First Nations, Innuit, and Metis peoples. I made and continue to make concerted efforts to expose myself to Indigenous writing, art, and film.

Tyendinaga Pow Wow Intertribal - Indigenous regalia

What shocked me at the time was how little most Canadians seemed to know about Indigenous history and culture. I’m glad to say this has moved forward somewhat. This is in part because of the Truth and Reconciliation process. I reflected on the shift in my post Tyendinaga Pow Wow, August 10, 2024.

In 2013, we attended our first Pow Wow at Wikwemikong on Manitoulin Island. If you read the linked article, please be aware that knowledge is incremental. I would not, now, for instance, ever use the term ‘costume’. The beautiful clothing worn by Pow Wow dancers is termed ‘regalia’. It is deeply expressive of the spirit and heritage of the wearer. I understood a great deal more by the time we attended the Tyendinaga Pow Wow in 2024. It is important to remember that knowledge and understanding increase over time. Deepening these is an ongoing process.

Whilst working at the Anglican Diocese of Toronto, I chose to make Indigenous issues and the Truth and Reconciliation process the focus of my learning. I was lucky enough to be able to draw on the experiences and perceptions of one of the priests in my Bishop’s area, Riscylla Shaw. Riscylla, now a Bishop, is herself Metis. She served as a witness and an Ambassador for the Anglican Church for the Truth and Reconciliation Commission (TRC).

Reconciliation is about healing Canada. It is not an Indigenous problem. It is a colonization problem.

Kevin Lamoureux, Instructor, University of Winnipeg

So, what is it that draws me to this work?

  • A belief that what is termed the Indigenous Worldview has much to offer all of us. Indigenous knowledge and wisdom concern our humanity. We need them for the whole world!
  • It reflects a way of relating to the world that speaks to my sensibilities.
  • An awareness of the damage inflicted by colonialism on Indigenous individuals and culture.
  • An acknowledgement of my responsibility as a Canadian citizen to understand and address the impact of this as part of the ongoing process of reconciliation. Each of us has an opportunity to be part of the solution.
  • My ongoing, lifelong commitment to making a difference and facilitating environments in which change can occur. It matters to me to use my voice and actions to bring about meaningful change.

What is meant by the term Indigenous?

In Canada, Indigenous refers to the original inhabitants of Turtle Island (what we know as North America) and their descendants. It is an umbrella term for First Nations (status and non-status), Métis and Inuit. Indigenous refers to all of these groups, either collectively or separately. It is also the term used in international contexts, e.g., the United Nations Declaration on the Rights of Indigenous Peoples (UNDRIP).

Whilst Indigenous is used as a collective term, it is most appropriate to refer to Indigenous peoples by the proper names of their communities or nations, e.g. Algonquin, Haudenosaunee, Anishinaabe. Canada was born of many Indigenous nations.

Indigenous Worldview

We are all connected!

It is generally perceived that Indigenous cultures have a holistic relationship to all things, seeing everything as interconnected. All living things contribute to the circle of life equally and should be acknowledged and respected as such.

There is no single Western or Indigenous worldview, but the following draws together and compares some of the common strands of each:

Indigenous WorldviewWestern Worldview
A spiritually orientated society, based on belief in the spirit world. We were born into this world to be spiritual, to be givers.A scientific, skeptical society, requiring ‘proof’ as a basis of belief.
There can be many truths, dependent upon individual experience.There is only one truth, based on science or Western style law.
Everything and everyone is interconnected.Society and the way the world is viewed is compartmentalized.
The land is sacred. Mother Earth is sacred, and central to our existence.The land and its resources should be available for development and extraction for the benefit of humans – it is Man’s to control.
Time is non-linear and cyclical in nature.Time is usually perceived as linear and future oriented.
Feeling comfortable with your life is measured by the quality of your relationships with people.Feeling comfortable with your life is related to how successful you feel you have been in achieving your goals.
Human beings are seen as equally important to plants, animals and other living things.Human beings are assumed to be superior and living thing are structured in a hierarchy.
Wealth is shared – amassing wealth is important for the good of the community (mutual reciprocity)Wealth is accumulated – amassing wealth is for personal gain.
CollectivismIndividualism
Silence is valued.Silence needs to be filled.
Emphasis on responsibilities.Emphasis on rights.

Differing approaches to knowledge systems

There are, as a result of these differing Worldviews, very different approaches to knowledge systems:

Indigenous WorldviewWestern Worldview
Establishing and maintaining relationships with all of creation – people, the earth, the spirit world and the cosmos – is the key to the creation, acquisition and sharing of knowledge worth knowing.Knowledge is perceived as linear, singular and static in nature, resulting in the valuing of one ‘correct’ answer to any problem or question. It devalues and displaces other ways of knowing (intellectual imperialism).
Alternate answers or strategies are valued for their wisdom.The establishment of hierarchies within knowledge is valued.
Sharing of knowledge is valued, in particular the building of relationships through such sharing.Scientific method is absolute and knowledge is often restricted, ‘held’ by ‘experts’.
Knowledge is rooted in and connected to the place from which it came.Knowledge is compartmentalized and categorized into small components.
The diversity of ways different people will know, understand and use knowledge is valued.Written and abstract (symbolic) forms of knowledge are valued.
 Knowledge serves to exert power over biological and social systems.
 Knowledge is ‘property’ and a commodity.

Native science works with the rational and metaphoric mind simultaneously. Its processes are tied to creativity, perception, image, physical sensing, and intuition.

Dr. Gregory Cajete, Director of Native American Studies and an Associate Professor in the Division of Language, Literacy, and Sociocultural Studies in the College of Education at the University of New Mexico

Combining different ways of knowing

Indigenous Three Sisters - corn, beans & squash

There is an increasing interest in using different knowledge systems, braiding together Indigenous knowledge, the knowledge of Western science, and the knowledge of the land.

Robin Wall Kimmerer presented a lovely way of visualizing this as a Three Sisters Knowledge Garden. In her metaphor, corn represents traditional knowledge, providing the intellectual scaffolding. Beans represent scientific knowledge, which is guided (supported) by the corn. Squash creates the climate (shade) that enables growth and represents agencies and institutions. She also notes that there is a ‘fourth sister’, the one who tends the garden!

Native science is a metaphor for Native knowledge. It is the stories of the world that include creative ways for living and participating in relationship with the world through processes for ‘seeking life, relationship and meaning’.

Dr. Gregory Cajete, Director of Native American Studies and an Associate Professor in the Division of Language, Literacy, and Sociocultural Studies in the College of Education at the University of New Mexico

I find it very exciting to see these ways of knowing and of learning gaining some traction and shaping innovative curriculum planning, as well as social planning, in which some parity of value is ascribed to Indigenous knowledge.

Likewise, I am awed by the way in which Indigenous knowledge and values are being applied in many modern contexts including science, healthcare, and technology. This may not be commonplace, but seeing businesses and projects choosing to work in these ways and thriving is so encouraging.

So, what am I doing about it?

Formal Indigenous learning

In the last eighteen months I have undertaken some rather more focused learning. I am now in my second of four years of Four Seasons of Indigenous Learning. This course serves to support participants in deepening their understanding of Indigenous knowledge and perspectives while strengthening connections with the local Land and supporting more respectful, reciprocal relationships.

Last year consolidated my background knowledge. This year is more reflective and rooted in my own relationship to the land and the area in which we live, a way of learning much more consistent with Indigenous knowledge systems.

But it is the ten virtual sessions offered each year with a wide range of Indigenous presenters that are most impactful. Hearing experiences and perspectives firsthand has real depth. I have learned so much.

Although the hours required by the coursework are not onerous, I continue to develop my knowledge beyond its boundaries, and sometimes get sucked down rabbit holes! I genuinely find the history of Indigenous habitation fascinating, if complex. And I am awed by people like architect and spiritual giant Douglas Cardinal. There is always more to explore!

Community connections

Perhaps even more important, I have begun to make real connections and friendships in the local Indigenous community, have been honoured to share in some of the teachings. These connections offer the deepest learning.

Indigenous representation and perspectives in WordPress

I spearheaded an effort to start a conversation about Indigenous representation and perspectives in WordPress at the inaugural WordCamp Canada in Ottawa in the summer of 2024. I am now trying to ensure that the conversation continues and results in actions.

Land Acknowledgement

Our local lake association, Dog & Cranberry Lake Association, asked me to craft a Land Acknowledgement for them. Some debate about the Indigenous nations who have inhabited this land led me into some quite in-depth research. Once I have worked through my course for this year, I hope to put together an article for them reflecting Indigenous relationship to and habitation of this area.

An Indigenous cultural creative centre?

LodgePole Arts Alliance (LPAA) is a not-for-profit organization whose mandate is to build an Indigenous owned, operated, programmed, and animated land-based cultural creative center on the eastern edge of the Dish with One Spoon territories (Frontenac biosphere). This conceptual space will be inclusive, grounded in Eastern Woodland (Onkwe’honwe [Haudenosaunee] and Anishinaabe) cultural practices, knowledge and teachings, performances, exhibitions, and celebrations. This Indigenous-focused space will be the first of its kind in Canada on non-First Nation’s treaty/territory lands.

I am incredibly excited by what LodgePole Arts Alliance is proposing. It feels so appropriate given that Katarokwi (Kingston) was traditionally an Indigenous gathering place. I hope very much to become involved, at the very least volunteering to help with events.

Day-to-day

On a day-to-day level, I try to share the small amount of knowledge I have as and when people show interest, something that is becoming much more common.

This is how you change the world, the smallest circles first… That humble energy, the kind that says, ‘I will do what I can do right now in my own small way,’ creates a ripple effect on the world.

Richard Wagamese, One Drum: Stories and Ceremonies for a Planet

Tyendinaga Pow Wow Arena

Tyendinaga Pow Wow, August 10, 2024

Tyendinaga Pow Wow was our second experience of such a gathering. It was very different in nature from our 2013 day at Wikwemikong. I hadn’t fully realized until now, though perhaps I should have, that most Pow Wows are community gatherings. Wikwemikong is much more a competition Pow Wow, with contests for different styles of dancing and age groups.

In Tyendinaga, we felt as if we had been invited into a delightful community party in a sunlit clearing amongst the trees. This warm circle held us all. It spanned generations, honouring the ancestors (whose presence was invited in the opening words), the traditions and Creator. It was much more laid back than the Wikwemikong Pow Wow, with a different focus and energy.

Pow Wow Dancing

On the flip side, we did not see the same variety or level of dancing. I recognized at least some of the regalia worn by different kinds of dancers – Jingle Dress, Fancy Shawl and more. But we didn’t see these different dances performed to the same extent. Much more of the day was spent on ‘Intertribal dance’, the time when everyone is welcome to join in. Yes, I was persuaded to take part at least once. But I found that, without practice, my feet wouldn’t continue to do what I wanted them to at the same time as I was talking! I will be incorporating basic Pow Wow dance steps into my exercise routines going forward.

Pow Wow Trading

Another aspect of a Pow Wow is ‘trading’. In modern times this takes the form of vendor booths. There were trinkets, there was work of great artistry – I particularly love Trevor O. Brant’s carvings – and everything in between. There were tee shirts and ribbon skirts, blankets, moccasins and the makings for many Indigenous crafts (beads, skins, fur). And no party would be complete without food and drink. We particularly enjoyed Pickerel (fish) nuggets and a Bison burger in Frybread, even if Paul did wait in line for well over an hour. And I was able to fill my water bottle with nettle and mint tea for $2. What you will not find at a Pow Wow is alcohol or drugs (and bear in mind Cannabis is legal in Canada); both are strictly prohibited.

Cultural change

It is interesting to notice how Canadian cultural awareness has changed since 2013.

At the end of my Wikwemikong Pow Wow post I reflected as follows:

Sadness mixed with hope – I guess, in truth, that is about the best I could have expected at this moment in time. It seems to me that we are reaching a tipping point in Canadian history. There is a deep need for modern Canada to acknowledge and own the shame of the near eradication of indigenous culture, the human impact of this and the immense loss it represents. The stories must be told and heard. But beyond the speaking and the listening, this is a time to begin to build new relationships, based on respect, that value the differences in cultural tradition and wisdom. It is time for Canada to begin the shift to a coherent, adult identity that marks its coming of age.

Two years later, the publication of the Truth and Reconciliation Commission’s Report and Calls to Action in 2015 did seem to mark the start of a genuine shift. There is now much more emphasis in schools and generally on Indigenous history and cultural awareness.

In 2017, Canada 150 felt oddly uncomfortable in its celebration of 150 years since Confederation. Perhaps as a result, it seemed as if suddenly there were more Indigenous focussed initiatives. It also seemed to mark the beginnings of a more thoughtful relationship to past and present.

Last year (2023) in Toronto on Canada Day, the celebration we took in in St. James’ Park featured Indigenous storytelling and dance. A local Provincial MP gave an eloquent acknowledgement not just of the treatment of Indigenous peoples but also of the impact of Japanese internment and the Chinese head tax. Yes, we can still celebrate the many wonderful things about Canada. But the Truth part of Truth and Reconciliation requires of us that we bear witness to and acknowledge past wrongs.

I have many more conversations now about Indigenous issues with friends – and strangers. There is much more interest in learning about Canada’s Indigenous heritage. People are discovering Indigenous writers and artists. And Indigenous perspectives are becoming more visible through film and television. There are, though, deniers and those whose attitude to the impact of what many refer to as cultural genocide is still ‘get over it!’

Personal perceptions and understanding

I have worked consistently to increase my own knowledge and awareness since we emigrated. And during this last year I have made Indigenous learning and linking something of a priority.

I have been told that the best and most important way to learn about Indigenous lives and ways of being is by connecting and talking with people. Books can only take you so far. Prior to settler contact, this was a primarily oral culture. And the very nature of the languages tends to be strikingly different from English. It has been a real pleasure to meet some wonderful people with Indigenous heritage. I have been honoured by their willingness to share their knowledge. It was also very illuminating to have access to some fascinating live virtual presentations during the course I followed, 4 Seasons of Indigenous Learning.

At the Tyendinaga Pow Wow I couldn’t help but be drawn to the beautiful bead work on the regalia of the man sitting in front of me. Larry O’Connor is a former politician who has only really connected to his Métis roots in the last decade or so. He took up beading during Covid and continues to develop his skill. Larry is also the host of Tales from the Big Canoe, an Indigenous focussed radio show on a community radio station. He was a delight to talk to! It was he who persuaded me to join the dancing. He graciously gave me permission to photograph him.

Pow Wow learning

Which brings me to a couple of key shifts in my awareness in relation to Pow Wow etiquette.

In 2013, I referred to Pow Wow ‘costumes’. I didn’t know any better at the time. But a costume is something you wear when you dress up and pretend to be something else. Regalia represents not only the dancer’s personality but also their history, family and culture.

I was aware at that first Pow Wow that there were times when I shouldn’t take photos. But otherwise I had a very muddy sense of what was acceptable. It was easy to understand that ceremonies and prayers were out of bounds. But it still feels complicated to know how and when to ask individual dancers for permission to take photographs. For this reason I have tried to include more general group images in this post, but I am still not sure whether I have strayed outside the boundaries.

Ribbon Skirts

One of the things that struck me at Tyendinaga was the number of women wearing ribbon skirts. I don’t remember seeing this at Wikwemikong. In fact, I wasn’t really aware of ribbon skirts until about a year ago at an Indigenous arts event.

I talked to a maker and she gave me the impression that their resurgence didn’t really start till around 2015.Both she and another attendee told me that ribbon skirts are not considered regalia and can therefore be worn by non-indigenous Pow Wow visitors. The maker also told me that they should be ankle length for dancing, though this does not seem to be universally observed.

Ribbon skirt customs belong to many different Nations. They originally combined the varied traditions of Buckskin dresses, ceremonial skirts and European designs and materials. It sems as if they are currently worn with some sense of personal reclamation of identity. As such, they are beautiful and very varied. I look forward to learning more and developing a deeper understanding.

An ongoing journey

At the start of each of the live sessions that were part of my course we were reminded that we are all at different stages in our learning journey. Over the last year I have often written or done something in a certain way. Then, days or weeks later, my awareness of subtler nuances of ceremony or day to day etiquette shifts and I question whether what I did was correct. I have talked with my Indigenous friends about some of these issues. Their guidance is to listen and to approach all interaction with openness and humility. Questions are generally welcomed.

My journey continues . . .

Harbingers of Spring – the first wild-flowers of the year

Coltsfoot
Coltsfoot

As an immigrant from the UK, initially the delicious, slow unfolding of the English Spring – Snowdrops in February, then Daffodils and Primroses, and Bluebells in April – was one of the few things for which I felt a nostalgic yearning. In Toronto, I blinked and missed the greening of the trees. Trilliums enchanted me, but I had to go look for them.

Living here, I’ve learned Spring’s more subtle nuances, and that the more you see, the more you see!

When the Coltsfoot turns its yellow face to the sun, I feel the excitement of beginning. In our yard I’ve pulled much of it out as a non-native invader but I admit to delighting in its radiance along the roadside.

Bloodroot
Bloodroot

Soon after, I check the bank in our woods for Bloodroot, like many of the Spring ephemerals a dainty flower that opens to the sun and closes at night. As the term suggests, Spring ephemerals are seen only briefly as the canopy’s rapid greening blocks out the light. Many disappear completely, hiding beneath the forest floor ready to grow back next Spring. I think part of the pleasure I now feel is in knowing when and where to look, an appreciation of their transience.

Great White Trillium
Great White Trillium
Red Trillium
Red Trillium

Already, I see Trillium leaves, though the flowers will take another week or two to appear. I love the purity of the Great White variant but covet the Red Trillium too.

Dutchman's Breeches
Dutchman’s Breeches

Dutchman’s Breeches always make me smile, the name so apt yet somehow comic. It seems as if each year they carpet the woods along Pine Point more densely.

Now we’re really getting started! As I walk, I look for Sharp Lobed Hepatica and Virginia Spring Beauty, tiny but so pretty. There are swathes of Long Spurred Violet as well as patches of Common Blue Violet. For the first time, I also spotted a Downy Yellow Violet and a patch of Pussytoes!

Spring Beauty
Spring Beauty
Long Spurred Violet
Long Spurred Violet
Hepatica
Hepatica
Downy Yellow Violet
Downy Yellow Violet
Pussytoes
Pussytoes
Common Blue Violet
Common Blue Violet

I’m less happy to see Siberian Squill. Whilst its blue flowers may be attractive, it is another very invasive non-native that can crowd other plants out. And, however much it reminds me of my grandmother, I’ve removed Lily of the Valley from my list of desirable plants for the same reason.

Siberian Squill
Siberian Squill
Lily of the Valley
Lily of the Valley

As I write at the beginning of May, the Trout Lillies are adding their dainty yellow blooms to the mix, and the Large-flowered Bellwort are also beginning to open. It brings me special joy to see these abundantly intermingled with Trillium and Spring Beauty.

Bellwort
Bellwort
Trout Lilies
Trout Lilies
Trilliums, Spring Beauty & Trout Lily
Trilliums, Spring Beauty & Trout Lily

We are fortunate that some of these first flowers of the year occur naturally on our land. But I am gradually adding more under the trees and at the wood edge. I am excited by the first flowering of the Hepaticas I planted last year. And I am loving the combination of blue Virginia Bluebells and yellow Wood Poppy, both native though not local.

Virginia Bluebells & Wood Poppy
Virginia Bluebells & Wood Poppy

In this beautiful rural setting, wildflowers can be a wonderful addition to a garden. And, by definition, native plants once established tend to do well with very little attention, as well as benefiting the local ecosystem.

Written for the Dog & Cranberry Lake Association Newsletter, May 2023

Our meal at Taberna Clandestina, Cascais

Authentic food

For us, one of the joys or travel is tapping into authentic food experiences.

Something that struck me on our recent trip to Portugal was the shift in my perception of authentic food.

The last time I was in Portugal was over 25 years ago. Back then, I looked almost exclusively for traditional Portuguese food, though even then the restaurant I remember most vividly was fusing those traditions and the local ingredients with a California vibe.

Now it would seem to me somewhat patronizing automatically to choose only traditional food. Our culture, particularly city culture, has become so much more complex in that intervening quarter century. How, then, in an internationalist age, do we define authentic food experiences when we travel?

I think that what I look for is the use of good local ingredients and a dash of inspiration. But I no longer focused solely on ‘Portuguese’ food, which opened the door to some delightful discoveries. On this trip this ranged from the traditional village fish restaurant, through more upmarket but still ‘family’ home-cooked styles, to fusion (sushi) and a high gastronomy tasting menu. Like many things, it is possible to savour and delight in both simplicity and sophistication in food. Part of the pleasure lies in that variety.

Monks, nuns, eggs and sugar

Traditionally, as long ago as before the C18th, monks and nuns used egg-white to clean and starch their habits.  They used the leftover yolks to make sweets so as not to waste them, and in order to raise money for their religious communities. Such were the beginnings of two quintessentially Portuguese delicacies, Pastel de Nata and Ovos Moles – truly authentic food!

We were excited to find that one of the most lauded Pastel de Nata bakeries, Castro – Atelier de Pastéis de Nata, happened to be just opposite our Porto apartment. Then, during his scavenger hunt, Paul visited Manteigaria, their main competition for the title of best Pastel de Nata in Porto. Of course he brought a box back with him. The tarts from both were melt-in-the-mouth delicious, with a slight brûlée crispness to the top. I loved that the Manteigaria box included sachets of cinnamon to sprinkle on just before serving.

[As usual, if you click into a gallery you can see the photos at full size and with descriptive titles]

Ovos Moles are a specialty of Aveiro. There is even a monument to them in one of the parks.

Monument to Ovos Moles, Aveiro

Although I have heard the classic Ovos Moles described as ‘very eggy’, I actually quite liked them. But there are also some wonderful variations on the theme. One of the benefits of using egg yolks in this way is that it can preserve them for fifteen days or so without refrigeration.

Long before we arrived in Portugal I had scheduled a stop at Confeitaria Peixinho, which opened in 1856 and specializes in Ovos Moles. It is a magical place redolent of a bygone age. Our beautiful selection box served as supper and more.

Delectable discoveries

On a day when Paul was fully committed elsewhere in Porto, I treated myself at lunchtime to a new and delightful food discovery; pintxos or pinchu, small snacks originating in the Basque region of Spain.

Backtracking slightly, I had walked down to the Ribeira waterfront with the intention of eating on the square. I even sat down at one of the pavement restaurants. But the menu confirmed that this really was not a place for authentic food. I wanted better and headed back up the side-streets towards our apartment.

We had previously noticed what at first glance we thought was a café-bakery. As I walked past, Sagardi once again caught my eye. I’m so glad I decided to explore. Their pintxos brought together fabulous combinations of texture and flavours. My special favourite was a tart filled with smoked cream cheese and apple that wasn’t quite sure if it was sweet or savoury, though everything I tried was delicious. I made a return visit a few days later – it was lovely to be able to introduce Paul and some of his colleagues to something different before we headed to the WordCamp After Party. We discovered that, in the evening, there are also delectable hot snacks straight from the oven. My only regret is that we didn’t have time to try their main restaurant.

Gelados d Portugal

To round off my lunch-time treat, I followed up with Portuguese ice-cream from the supermarket next door to Sagardi; chestnut with port and Portuguese custard tart were my flavour choices. I did take my ice-cream back down to the Cais da Ribeira, the waterfront, to soak up the atmosphere. Perfect.

Authentically fishy

Not unexpectedly, fish featured strongly in so many of our restaurant choices.

At Adega Sao Nicolau, an excellent family run restaurant in Porto specializing in classic, home-style cooking, I chose bacalhau (salt cod). This is quintessentially Portuguese, definitely authentic food.

Then there were a couple of village fish restaurants. Onda Sol in Torreira was a ‘local’ restaurant of a kind that one finds all around the Mediterranean. Nothing beats the delicious simplicity fresh Sea Bass with salad and chips. The food at Restaurante Portelas just outside Sao Jacinto was a little more sophisticated, with a stunning array of home-made desserts on offer and particularly friendly service.

After a few days of traditional fare, we stayed with local fish during our excursion to Aveiro but in the form of delectable fusion sushi at Subenshi Sushi. We ate surrounded by colourful swimming fish and sculptural ceilings, a really stylish and fun environment, and thoroughly enjoyed our departure from the traditional.

Taberna Clandestina in Cascais ticked all the boxes for me. It epitomised my earlier definition of what I look for in authentic food as being ‘the use of good local ingredients and a dash of inspiration’. In addition, the lively, street atmosphere and great service made this a highlight. We put together a meal of shared smaller plates; truffle ravioli, swordfish carpaccio, mixed fried seafood and a fabulous salad. Everything had that wonderful freshness and ‘zing’ that makes food memorable.

Memories Experience – ‘The inspiration that comes from the sea’

In choosing to eat at the Michelin starred restaurant at Fortaleza do Guincho, we understood that this would be about story and spectacle as much as about gastronomy. This kind of meal is what in the 70s was termed ‘a happening’, a kind of sensory performance art. Visually stunning, creative, bringing out flavours, textures and temperatures in ways that go beyond the experience of every-day ‘eating’, this was a meal as memorable as I could have hoped.

When the restaurant first gained its Michelin star in 2001 under Chef Antoine Westermann, it offered French fine dining. In 2015 the concept drastically changed with the arrival of famous Portuguese chef Miguel Rocha Vieira. Then, in 2018, after 3 years of dedication and lots of creativity as Miguel Vieira’s Sous-Chef,  Gil Fernandes took the helm. His focus is a menu inspired by the Atlantic and the surroundings of the Fort. It is based on Portuguese products and traditions, especially fish and seafood. That coveted star has been retained throughout this evolution.

“The experience at the table of Fortaleza do Guincho continues to be the one of discovery around the Portuguese culture, traditions and history”

I’m not sure I can fully do justice to the ‘performance’. I can’t remember all the nuances or the subtleties of the storytelling, though our waiter was an excellent guide. But it went something like this.

Amuse Bouche
Guincho Sports: Cuttlefish Surfer – Childhood: Drip Irrigation System – Pandemic: Vaccine

Cuttlefish surfer (as we looked out at the kite surfers) – cuttlefish ink in tempura was spectacular. Irrigation; and vaccine – the first time I have had a waiter advance on me brandishing a syringe with a scary looking needle! I think I was too startled by the sight of this to think about capturing a photo. It had real drama and humour.

Oyster
Night Scents: Oyster Pastel, Ginger, Curry, Curry Plant

The edible crisp shell was particularly delightful.

Clam
Sand Comb: Sea Broth, Wild Clam Fricassee, Honey, Codium

Was this a reference to beach-combing? I’m not sure. The clam broth was wonderful.

Flannel
Interval

Even the flannel to wipe our hands after these initial Amuse Bouche was dramatic, swelling in response to water added at table.

Octopus
Olfactory: Octopus Salad, Fermented Sweet Potato, Quinoa

Octopus salad with fermented sweet potato. I went without the crisped quinoa as quinoa and I don’t get along! I wish I could recall what the sauces were. Throughout the meal, though, there was a wonderful range of flavours from subtle to intense.

Prawn
Algarve: Scarlet Prawn from the Algarve, Water Cress, Citrus

Scarlet prawn from the Algarve, with radish, watercress, citrus – intensely in that golden line and more delicately in the salad below the jellied surface.

Eel
River: Aveiro’s Eel, Broad Beans, Wild Fennel

Aveiro eel, with a smoky sauce, young broad beans and fennel. Very beautiful and delicious. I love that visual sense of the river. I’m never sure whether I like eel, but when I eat it I often do.

Between
“3 Parte”: Boiled Bones, Homemade “Alheira”, Bean

‘Boiled bones’ and beans; intense ‘between courses’ flavours rooted in family food.

Corn bread, seaweed bread and walnut and fig bread with a strong goat cheese, a curry butter and lardon and red pepper butter, served as pebbles.

Sea Bass
“Domingueiras”: Line Caught Sea Bass, Cabbage, “Cozido a Portuguesa” Broth

Sunday lunch – sea bass, various forms of cabbage, turnip and a pork broth.

Leftovers
Leftovers!

Seabass, in a much more flavour intense broth, pasta. This was almost better than the Sunday lunch!

Sorbet
Ice Melting

Climate change. The ice round the sorbet and apple was dramatically melted with warm raspberry, vinegar and elderflower.

Pork
1692: Iberian Prey, Carrots, Pear, Pork Cheese

Iberian prey – pork (or maybe wild boar) tenderloin, carrot, pears poached in red wine. Followed up with a strong cheese from the Azores that is matured for three years (stunning), over a really intense pork stew.

Strawberries, very intense sesame cookies (in the background and second photo), more a shortbread, with crème anglaise and very intense rounds of gelled strawberry and sesame ice cream.

Pineapple
D.O.P: “Queijada de Evora”, Tras-os-Montes Biologic Olive Oil, Pineapple from the Azores

Pineapple from the Azores – the dried pineapple formed a delicious ‘cracker’ with drops of rich pineapple flavour. The tart had a wonderful crispy filling, the ice cream was olive oil, drizzled with basil and the little cubes were an olive oil jelly.

Our Surroundings: Mignardises

And to finish . . . Particularly unforgettable were the squares of white chocolate with red prawn powder. Very strange, but I could definitely see that they would grow on me with repeat exposure!

I didn’t think I could handle the full wine pairing but asked the sommelier to pick two glasses of wine for me. Both were exceptional. This was not a surprise given that the Fortaleza has the reputation of having one of the best wine cellars in Portugal.

What a meal! What an experience! Although this is about as far from every-day food as one could get, for me this still qualifies as authentic food in its attention to surroundings, to personal story expressed through fabulous local ingredients in inspired ways.


How do you define authentic food in the context of travel? Please feel free to comment!

Torreira Beach

Portugal reflections – life is not either/or

During our two weeks in Portugal as we emerged from Covid seclusion, so many times and in so many ways my perceptions were run through by the thought ‘it’s not either/or’. Writing about my experience of WordCamp EU 2022 for our business blog, I ended on just this note:

Yes, remaining a recluse certainly has its attractions. But WCEU 2022 , Porto, was a welcome reminder of the joy and energy that can be generated when like-minded individuals are able to spend time together. Perhaps Covid may have given us an opportunity to understand that, in the best of times, both have value. It doesn’t have to be either/or.

City – sociable AND solitary (not either/or)

Haven in the heart of the city

Porto is a vibrant, bustling city, currently on the travel hot list so teeming with tourists. It is so very different to life on the lake. Our Airbnb, Mouzinho 134, was right at the heart of the city on Rua Mouzinho da Silveira, yet it provided a surprisingly peaceful and very comfortable haven.

[For all photo galleries, click onto the first photo to scroll through the photos at full size and with titles – in the preview they are often cropped.]

An explorer’s bubble

I love retreating into a quiet bubble within the crowds to photograph a city. So this was how I spent most of my ‘alone time’ while Paul was occupied with pre-conference activities. On Wednesday I wandered north of our apartment, taking in many of the best-known sights, the beautiful tiles and vistas, alongside quirky back streets, and personal discoveries.

On the river

Just as I reached ‘home’, Paul ‘phoned – from just across the street. Synchronicity or what! I ended up meeting his XWP crowd for lunch. As they had a couple of spaces, I was invited to join their boat trip down the Douro. It was a genuine pleasure to get to know some of the people Paul works with. It was an opportunity to interact in a way that has not been the norm for too long now.

Party in a Palace

Arriving back at around 6pm, a quick change and drive through the suburbs saw us at Palácio do Freixo. Classified in 1910 as a National Monument and a unique example of Baroque architecture, this was the venue for the first of the ‘parties’, hosted by Codeable.

Though the appetizers were delicious and the band excellent (if a bit loud) we gravitated to the courtyard, not wholly comfortable with being indoors with so many people unmasked. Dinner was at least rather more spaced out.

‘Get lost’!

One of the best pieces of advice I had heard about Porto was to ‘get lost’ in the Ribeira. So the next day I mostly focused on the wonderful back streets (and steep climbs) of the oldest parts of the city. This included two mediaeval buildings likely dating from the C13th and C14th. The contrast between the throngs on the waterfront and the solitude of these atmospheric, narrow, cobbled alleys was astonishing.

Another palace and a cathedral

I finished my day at the Cathedral and Bishop’s Palace. It reminded me that austerity rather than opulence is what soothes my soul. It was the stone passages of the Palace and the Cathedral cloisters that resonated for me.

Conference time

The following two days were all about the conference. No more time for sightseeing! That said, the Jardins do Palácio de Cristal that surround the Super Bock Arena are delightful, with beautiful views of the city.

We did manage to make Friday night, before Paul’s talk first thing on Saturday, a quiet meal just for the two of us in a restaurant noted for its homestyle Portuguese specialties, Adega Sao Nicolau.

The crowds, the socializing, just being in a city felt a bit bizarre after the seclusions of Covid. It was fun but a little scary and also somewhat overwhelming at times. I’m not used to that many people! It’s interesting to observe the way I oscillated between solitary and sociable, tapping into both my introvert and extrovert tendencies and taking pleasure in both (not either/or!).

See our Porto Google Album for even more photos!

The Aveiro Lagoon – bustling city and empty shores (not either/or!)

Sixties classic on a sandbar . . .

I consciously chose the Pousada da Ria as somewhere we could catch our breath after what I knew would be a very hectic time in Porto. It met the need perfectly. Located on a sandbar peninsular a short ferry ride from Aveiro, it is just slightly off the beaten track. Something of a sixties classic, the building sits on pillars above the gentle lapping of the Aveiro Lagoon. In contrast, a short distance away the Atlantic throws all its force at the sandbar’s western shores.

Beaches that go on for ever . . .

The beaches here are definitely my kind of beaches. There were no concerns about social distancing. Just miles and miles of golden sand and just the odd figure on the horizon.

At the beginning of June when we were there, much work was going into redistributing the sand that had formed drifts during winter storms. It was very strange to see beach bars still partially buried and to watch the dumper trucks changing the profile of the beach in preparation for summer visitors.

We got the impression that this is an area in which Portuguese city dwellers have their holiday homes rather than one which focuses on attracting foreign visitors. I’m guessing that July and August would be much busier.

Sao Jacinto’s dunes

A glorious 8km hike through the dunes at the Sao Jacinto Dunes Nature Reserve offered more insights. It was fascinating to discover that the peninsula on which we were staying did not exist 600 years ago. It is a sandbar created by those pounding Atlantic waves and winter storms that is part of an ongoing process of transformation. Here, in the reserve, this process is supported and protected by human intervention. It was interesting to think back to the ‘reshaping’ of the beaches and realise that this is more about humans holding back nature to preserve something they value, in this case long sandy beaches attractive to tourists!

There was a diversity of habitats in the Reserve, with real variety of plants. Again, it was so interesting to see how the trees and other plant life gradually transform dune sand into something more like ‘soil’ and how this then supports new and different life.

Stalking lizards is a habit from my earliest Mediterranean holidays. I didn’t notice, though, till I went through my photos that the one pictured is missing part of its tail!

Our hike was was so solitary that, when we did encounter one other couple, Paul quipped to me, ‘Did you give them permission to come on our walk?’

Art Nouveau and canals – Aveiro

A short ferry ride across the mouth of the lagoon made for a pleasant trip into Aveiro itself. A small but growing city, Aveiro is famous for its canals navigated by colorful boats (barcos moliceiros), traditionally used to harvest seaweed. I had read that many of these barges had somewhat risqué artwork on their prows. I get the feeling, though, that contemporary sensibilities are seeing this tradition fade.

Aveiro is also noted for its many Art Nouveau frontages. We found interesting juxtapositions of old and new, especially in tiles. It was delightful both to see the city from the canals and just to wander, only somewhat guided by a map of the Art Nouveau buildings.

From fort perched above pounding Atlantic waves to Royal summer playground

Fortaleza do Guincho

The Fortaleza

Our three nights at the Fortaleza do Guincho were a gift to ourselves courtesy of all the Avion points we’d managed to collect during Covid. As well as the romance of staying at a fort looking out over one of the best beaches in Portugal, there was the promise of a meal at the Michelin starred restaurant – it was wonderful! My post on authentic food details that adventure.

The fort is largely ‘re-constituted’ but very atmospheric. I’ve never before stayed in a room with a loggia. And, of course, its position is stunning, if wind-blown.

Again, during our stay, we rejected either/or and revelled in the contrasting experiences of bustling seaside town and relaxing beach.

Royal Cascais

We chose on our first full day to a meander along the coast road into Cascais, an attractive coastal town that was originally the summer destination for Lisbon’s royalty and nobility. It was very busy, especially as we were there on Portugal Day, but we were glad to see it.

Paul particularly enjoys strolling marinas and ogling the boats these days. He also rather liked The Queen’s Beach (Praia da Rainha), where we almost swam in the sea (I got above waist level, Paul just to his knees).

Although much simpler than the extravaganza of the previous night, we had a particularly delicious meal at the back street Taberna Clandestina.

Guincho Beach

Our final day was the perfect do-nothing-day’s end to our time away. We spent all day on Guincho Beach below the Fortaleza where we were staying. Paul even got to play volleyball, always a favourite beach activity for him.

The water is too cold and the waves too wild for swimming here, but sea and sun worked their relaxing magic.

See our Aveiro and Cascais Google Album for more photos!

Reflection

Reflecting on our time away, I have a heightened awareness of the abundance of experience available when one chooses to interact with the world from a variety of perspectives and in a variety of ways.

I loved my city time, both from within my ‘photographer bubble’ and when soaking up the hustle and bustle, the colour, and the social interactions. I also savoured the solitude of our hike and the empty beaches.

Similarly, I enjoyed embracing both the extrovert and the introvert in myself and the sense that I don’t have to be one or the other. One of the joys of getting older seems to me to be the ability to own and relish the apparently contradictory in ourselves and to be increasingly open to all life’s riches.

It really doesn’t need to be either/or!