This story sort of reminds me of the story of the "manna from Heaven" mentioned in the bible. Who know...maybe they are kin in some way! You just never know!
The mandioca is a staple of the South American diet. It’s a starchy, tuberous root with a surprising number of uses. Some might say this versatile and important food was a gift from the gods, and it has a mythical origin story.
The daughter of a local chief mysteriously became pregnant, which brought shame on her father and home. She swore she’d never been with a man, but she was still banished from the village and forced to live in isolation. When villagers later brought her food, they were shocked to see that she’d given birth to a baby girl (named Mani) with skin as white as the moon. When news of the miraculous child spread, the chief’s daughter and child were welcomed back to the village and showered with love.
Unexpectedly, Mani died on her first birthday, and a new type of plant sprouted on her grave. Although hesitant at first, the villagers eventually pulled up the root, split it open, and found the insides were the same color as Mani’s skin. They peeled and cooked the plant (which they found delicious) and named it mandioca in the child’s honor.
Don't you find it a little strange that stories like this involving real food seem to be present in all cultures? Kinda makes you wonder if there is some "divine intervention" at work here! Sure does seem like it to me!
Better have our coffee in the kitchen again this morning. How about some heavenly Cinnamon rolls on the side?