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My parents (tried and failed) to teach me similar values that they learned from their own parents. But it got me thinking--I wonder if these "old guard" values
by nyghtly 6y ago
My parents (tried and failed) to teach me similar values that they learned from their own parents.
But it got me thinking--I wonder if these "old guard" values are related to food scarcity? We (peoples of industrialized nations), live in a world of abundance when it comes to food. High calorie food sources are cheap and plentiful.
We don't need to chew our cheerios so much, because a machine already chewed them for us. We don't need to chew our chicken so much, because there's more where that came from.
In fact, the "chew your food" lesson in childhood always came up during meals where we ate steak, and not so much other meals. Now part of this was due to the fact that the steak was tough and chewy (they cooked it well-done). However, I think it's worth considering the fact that steak is expensive, and if I was eating steak then there was not more where that came from.
So maybe part of that "chew your food" lesson was actually a different one: "savor this food, because it's the last that you'll have until tomorrow."
Notably, my recent ancestors were Okies.
- hammock 6y agoCould be, my grandmother's parents were Boston brahmins I think so food was not usually scarce. My general understanding was that it's uncouth to devour or inhale your food at the table. In that sense the nuance is not that this might be the last food you get for a while - but rather that having food is no big deal, don't make it seem like this is the first meal you've had in forever. Another rule (not the same but similar) is to finish each course at the same time as the host, not sooner nor later.
- sevencolors 6y agoYeah my mom used to chastise me for eating too fast. Later i realized it was because she overcooked everything so meats were really tough and i just wanted to get it into my body as quickly as possible Now overcooking a steak is a just sin. It should be like butter