Sharing A Few Thoughts
>> Tuesday, 31 December 2013
- Afraid of our own shadow
- Afraid to love
- Afraid to trust
- Afraid to care
- Afraid to forgive
- Afraid to understand
- Afraid to tolerate
- Afraid to embrace
- Afraid to stand up
I need to get something off of my chest.
Long before I started this blog, I engaged in many conversations about our food. Caribbean Food. Specifically, the food of the English-speaking Caribbean. One of the themes that stood out for me that is still very evident today, is that there seems to be some underlying embarrassment about our food. It's as if we are ashamed of our food. Generally, we do not think of it as special or interesting, even more so when it gets spoken of among other cuisines. What do you think? Why do you think this is so? These are not rhetorical questions. I am very interested in your answers.
If you've been following this blog for some time now, you know how much I love our Caribbean food and celebrate it. I do all I can to educate people about it and share it with the rest of the world. I want people to know that our food is so much more than a garnish - a reputation we have earned as a result of people of food influence who come to this part of the world, and cook with the ingredients without understanding the many ways they (the ingredients) can be prepared/used or even be fused with other ingredients. So what do they do? They cut a wedge here, make a slice there, adorn the plate and voila - you have Caribbean food. The other truth is that our own Caribbean people of food influence are generally not in the positions that facilitate the kind of change that elevates, celebrates and showcases Caribbean cuisine; and the few that can influence change, well, their interests lie elsewhere, understandably to a certain degree.
Let's discuss:
Do you think that this embarrassment we feel about our food stems from the origins of many of these dishes? Let's face the truth. Due to our harsh colonial past, many of our dishes were created out of necessity and the need "to make do" and to "stretch things". We did not eat high on the hog back in those days. As a result, many of our dishes can be considered peasant food - dishes of accessible and inexpensive ingredients, prepared with great cooking skill, spiced and seasoned to be made flavourful, delicious and edible. Could this be one of the reasons we don't think our food worthy of being counted among other cuisines, or at all?
A few dishes quickly come to mind, which can be considered peasant food:
Ever since I was a child, I would always hear older folks talk about living by your word. They explained that for all one may achieve in life, the one thing that we take with us, is our word. Our word is what defines us; it is what people will always remember about us. It is what people will refer to when they talk about us as we go about our daily lives. You are a person of your word.
Hi Everyone,
When I was young I never liked going to the market. Yet, my mom would send me to the market every week; for me it was a form of punishment. The vendors were my major source of distress. Because I was young, they took advantage of me by giving me substandard items thinking that I did not know better. I'd go home and my mother would lecture me! I felt trapped - bullied by market vendors and being scolded by my mom for things I had no control over. Continue reading the column. Do I like going to the market now? Find out.
Food manufacturers the world over, invest a lot of money in designing and creating labels for their food products. The reason is simple – to attract consumers. However, some studies suggest that many of us find it difficult to interpret the information on labels. And therein lies the rub. Click here to read this week's column which is Part 1 of a 2-Part Series looking at the Anatomy of a Food Label.
I made pizza for the first time several weeks ago and marvelled at how well it turned out... As I stepped back to admire my work, I must admit, along with my pride, I felt a twinge of embarrassment; I realized I had not needed to buy the special pizza pan to make pan perfect pizza. Click here to read the rest of the column.
The government of Barbados recently issued a 6-month amnesty for all undocumented Caricom nationals (citizens of the Caribbean), to apply for immigrant status. This move has been met with mixed reactions in Guyana, Barbados and across the region. For sometime now there has been disquiet about Guyanese in Barbados. It is similar to the reactions of Haitians in The Bahamas, Mexicans in the USA and the migration of immigrants from certain European countries into others like Britain and France.
This week's column looks at the coming together of Guyana and Barbados on a plate and about how the food scene has changed here as a result of international migration.
Through migration, many items once not found here are now grown, such as the drumstick. I was surprised and overjoyed when I saw this vegetable in the market. It was another example of my merged space that I now call home. Follow this link to find out more about this vegetable and its health benefits.
Twice each year I go through a phase where I find food unappealing. I find myself not feeling hungry and even when I try to envision my favourite dishes I generally like to indulge in, nothing happens. There’s no excitement. No love for food of any kind. I am currently going through one of those phases. Click here to read the rest of the column and reason behind all the food you see displayed in this post despite my lack of hunger. It almost seems like an oxymoron.
There are many Khottu recipes out there but I rembered book marking Arundati's.
I've had an exhilarating and exhausting year in the kitchen but always, the results have been rewarding and enlightening. I've found that I was more in the mode of experimenting and trying new things most of which I have learnt from you, my fellow foodie, my fellow food blogger, my friend. Today, my last post for 2008, I want to offer my sincere thanks for the inspiration. There are many, many more of your recipes securely and safely bookmarked for cooking and baking in 2009!
This week's column discusses my adventures in the kitchen this year. Click here to read through.
The collage below represents new things I've tried making and familiar things that I made for the first time that made it to publication in my column. You can click through to the links below to go to those respective posts and just in case you are visiting for the first time, feel free to contact me for any or all of the recipes.
This list of links are of various things I've made from some of you, I've linked back directly to your original post(s) so that anyone visiting can get the recipe directly from your site.
This week's column looks at the question: where is home and talks about living in 2 places. As I was writing, I recalled a question a friend of mine asked me recently: "So you're never coming back to live in Guyana?" It gave me reason to pause because it seemed to have been said in an accusatory tone. It was as if I was being chided for choosing to live in another country. I found myself having to defend my decision to live abroad.
I'm sure that many of you living abroad have been confronted by this situation at one time or another. My appeal to those asking the question is this: please do not be quick to judge our decisions and choices. We also cannot foretell the future, who knows? Maybe some of us will return to Guyana to live.
The subject of this post is the headline for this week's column, in which I discuss how other factors, apart from the food itself contribute to our sense of taste such as the atmosphere and the environment. I've noticed that although I use the same raw ingredients, spices and methods of cooking as that back home, the dish would still not taste the same as if I were having it at a table surrounded by friends or family.
Read more...How did this name come about for sweet basil?
Read more...Can anyone tell me if the dough that is made for roti (regular paratha or oil roti as we say) is the same dough that is kneaded for dhal puri? I'm asking because when I make dhall puri with the same mixture I use for roti, the finished product does not feel or look the same like the ones we would get from a snackette or other people who make it regularly - which is usually paper thin.
Read more...It's one thing to struggle to get things into a suitcase, another thing to pay overweight but downright frustrating when your baggage does not arrive, especially with the perishables you so carefully packed!
That's what happend to me last week. Fortunately, thanks to my sister, the tightly, securely and well-encased goodies survived their overnight delay.
At the heart of this frustration lies sloppy service. The agent to whom I had to report my non-baggage arrival could not tell me why my baggage had not arrived the same time with me - he said he did not know and was not informed of any irregularity. Add to that his incompetence of putting the name of my travelling companion on the claim form instead of mine!
Wait, it's not over. The airline supervisor on duty wants me to return the next morning and explain my dilemma to the morning agent because she will not be on duty then (instead of her making a note and leaving it for the morning agent to follow-up). On top of that, she suggests that I write a letter to the Manager because "...my telling him that customers were complaining will not do anything." What is she doing there then?
I am sick of the incompetent and shabby way Caribbean travellers are treated, not just by our own but also by those fighting for market share and not delivering the altitude of service they boast.
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