Take greens: People buy rocket, capers & chicory (Mediterranean roadside weeds) while carefully removing home-grown weeds from their gardens.
And Cavalo Nero is gourmet fare, but cabbage & turnips..?
Take pulses: We grow quantities of them in the UK, but they mostly end up feeding animals or going abroad. Few Londoners eat mushy peas, but we consume vast quantities of humous. Yet peas are the nourishing superfood that sustained English common folk for centuries.
Take pulses: We grow quantities of them in the UK, but they mostly end up feeding animals or going abroad. Few Londoners eat mushy peas, but we consume vast quantities of humous. Yet peas are the nourishing superfood that sustained English common folk for centuries.
So how did it come about that home-grown peasant fare is despised, but foreign peasant food is gourmet and glamorous? It probably evolved like this:
So now we recognise the problem, the solution is easy!
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- survive on local pulses/weeds
- get richer
- abandon ‘peasant’ food & its associations of poverty
- get richer
- go abroad on holiday
- come back with a taste for foreign peasant food...
So now we recognise the problem, the solution is easy!
- Let's give our home-grown leaves and pulses the respect they deserve.
- Let’s celebrate and enjoy our locavore-ish diet.
- Let’s cook creatively and import culinary ideas, but adapt them to our home-grown ingredients.
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- Weeds are getting glamorous already, with the current renaissance of foraging & wild food. Marrowfat peas have got a bit of catching up to do.
- Contempt for the familiar isn't just an English phenomenon, I’ve met Andalucians who were incredulous that foreigners would pay money for the rocket that grows freely on their mountains. And others who consider chestnuts and olives to be famine foods.