cuisine grandmere

[parthenia]

Over lunch, I read Michael Pollan in today's Guardian, lecturing readers on their eating habits. 'Eat mostly plants, especially leaves.' 'Eat wild food if you can.' 'Do all your eating at a table. A desk is not a table.'

Anyway, I was all 'Blah, blah, whatever, grandad,' until I got to one of his suggestions:

'Don't eat anything that your great-grandmother wouldn't recognise as food'. As I pointed out to someone on oursin's LJ, that would pretty much have left me with mince, potatoes and boiled cabbage.

For lunch I had:

Linguine with stir-fried mushrooms and home-made pesto (LEAVES yay!)
Eaten at the kitchen table (yay!) while happily reading the Guardian (Oh...)

Washed it down with a Rolo pudding. MMMM! Er. I'm sure my great-grandmother would have recognised it.

*burps*

Why yes I am writing a presentation against the clock.

Comments

[stasia]

Yeah, that great-grandmother thing is nuts. I would have to do without *so much food*, just because I live in (and eat in - yay) a diverse metropolitan city.

Stasia

[parthenia14.livejournal.com]

I was marvelling at the way he was offering what first sounded fairly simple and then was 'wait, what?' Wild food, oh yes.

[amelia-eve.livejournal.com]

Fortunately, my four great-grandmothers came from three very divergent cultural traditions. I was going to say, though, that they all would have disdained the sashimi I had for lunch. But I suspect that the fisherwomen from Sicily probably had a taste for some raw fish now and again. At any rate, they would not have been afraid of a bit of octopus.

On the other hand, that is the first real explanation I can remember reading about what anti-oxidants are and how they work.