“Food is not rational. Food is culture, habit, craving and identity.”

This morning I woke up to snow showers, but they lasted only a few minutes then the sun deigned to appear framed by blue. Now we have light grey clouds. It’s cold, only 26˚. My car’s trunk is frozen shut. How sad, no dump today, but I do have to get cat food.

When I was a kid, my favorite subject was English but not far behind English was geography. My favorite picture in my geography book was of the statue of Christ the Redeemer on Corcovado Mountain in Rio . His arms were spread straight out. Below the mountain was the ocean. I never forgot that picture. Many years later I saw the statue in real life. I stood below and looked up and was awed by the immensity of that statue and by those huge arms. It looked exactly like I remembered.

We never had strange food when I was a kid. The closest we got was tinned sardines. Mostly we ate meat and potatoes, mashed potatoes except on Sunday when we sometimes had baked. I don’t remember too many fresh vegetables except carrots which we didn’t like. My mother mixed them with the mashed potatoes, and we were none the wiser. For years I thought mashed potatoes were sometimes streaked with orange.

I don’t remember when I got brave enough to try unfamiliar foods. I know in Ghana I tried everything including Lebanese and Indian food. The first night we were in Ghana there was a welcome dinner. I didn’t recognize anything, but I tried every dish. I remember one dish which looked like mashed leaves. Later I learned it was kontomire stew. I never liked it. I tried the orange bananas. I thought they were just a Ghanaian variety you had to cook. Come to find out they were plantains which became one of my favorite foods, even to now.

My sister gave me a box of See’s lollipops, cinnamon lollipops, at Christmas. I devoured them and ordered more. I also devoured the new box. I then ordered two boxes. They came this morning. I haven’t yet opened the delivery carton. I know what will happen.

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2 Comments on ““Food is not rational. Food is culture, habit, craving and identity.””

  1. Christer. Says:

    Well anything food like my mother made was unfamiliar, even when we were supposed to know what it was so I guess that’s why I like to try new foods 🙂 🙂

    Still cold here but the wind has calmed down finally, tomorrow will be chilly as well but after that we’ll go back to warmer weather again and I really don’t mind at all 🙂

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      I always get a chuckle from your stories about your mother’s cooking. I just enjoy trying new foods and looking for new favorites.

      Today is still windy. There is even a weather advisory. It is cold, really cold. I stayed home and had the animal food delivered, smartest thing I did!

      Take care!

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