LAST Saturday in the Financial Times the food writer, Rowley Leigh, wrote: 'Although there may be concomitant healthy questions, the presence of horse meat is almost reassuring compared with some of the horror stories that circulate around meat production.' The truth is we Brits, as Mr. Leigh writes: 'lurch from scandal to scandal, whether it be mad cow disease (bovine spongiform encephalopathy), avian flu blamed on Hungarian turkey meat or, now, Romanian horse meat.'
The problem, according to Rowley Leigh, is that the British, despite all their fascination with celebrity chiefs on TV, tend to value food less than our neighbours in Europe, and are not prepared to spend as much for it. It seems that the British spend 11.3% of their income on food, while the Spaniards and Germans are spending more than 20%. It seems only the US and Canada spend less among the developed nations.
When Chris Draper wrote a feature in Northern Voices No.11 about 'Six O' the Best Tea Time Treats', a member of the Northern Voices' editorial panel complained to me that there was too much coverage of food in the journal. And in what I took to be a facetious comment, under a recipe for soup on the 5th, December, Galloping Gourmet said... 'This purely gastronomic blog is the best thing ... Stick to the recipes...' Another regular writer in the printed version of Northern Voices said that 'I can't get worked up about the fact that eccles cakes are no longer produced in Eccles'. It is like when George Orwell wrote about flowers in Tribune in the late 1940s, and one lady wrote in complaining to say that 'flowers are bourgeois'. Flowers are bourgeois and food is merely fuel to many in the English working class.
But even among the English middle-classes ready made meals are fashionable, and even in the better class grocery stores the easy cook warm-up meals dominate. I was in the Manchester branch of Marks & Spencer only last week for the special offer of a Valentine Dinner for £20 as the English lower middle-classes swarmed round the stall to buy their Beef Wellington. I did mention about the risk of it including horse meat and the assistants laughed, but then he admitted that stranger things have happened.
As I write this the campaigner, Debbie Firth, is pondering what to say in an article on town centres for the next issue of Northern Voices, and only this morning a commentator on Today on Radio Four said that we have too many 'Centres', both Town Centres and shopping centres like the Trafford Centre, and some of these will have to go. Some say 'Buy local!' from a trusted source - a local butcher, perhaps; but as Rowley Leigh writes: 'In reality, the friendly local butcher is already becoming somewhat folkloric.' The butcher's decline just illustrates the daily death of all the high-street retail outlets. And yet, the Continental Market in York's Town Centre was full of folk last Saturday, queueing up to buy the stuff, but when I asked the bloke on the Italian pasticciere stall when he would be back, he told me that he wouldn't be back until June because the Council charge them a lot to rent the stall; £1,200 for 5-days on the market.
The problem is, and I think I see it in the comments of people who claim that Northern Voices has 'too much on food' in it, that English people are largely puritans who don't take food seriously or perhaps they take it so seriously that they are not relaxed at the table. They enjoy viewing cooking as entertainment with celebrities on the telly, but they are either pompose about food and wine, or neurotic, or just plain uncomfortable and self-conscious. Rowley Leigh claims 'many of us are unable even to cook a pancake, a Yorkshire pudding or a potatoe.' There is too much attention to table manners in England, and they all tend to despise noisey eaters or people like the Italians who clearly enjoy their food.
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Friday, 14 September 2012
In Defence of Crap Cooking!
Deep-Fried Mars Bars North of the Border
FOOD is seen as a trivial concern except as a fuel to keep your belly full by many in England. A year or two ago, after Chris Draper wrote 'Six O' the Best Northern Tea Time Treats' in Northern Voices No.11, Derek Pattison said that there was too much on food in that publication. Another of our writers, Les May, dismissed our coverage of food as being boring, saying that Chis Draper's concern that Eccles Cakes are no longer baked in Eccles in Salford as being of little importance: 'We're not like the French', he declared, 'we don't need food to have geographical protected status'.
And yet, we have the French Revolution to thank for the development of the restaurant trade. This was an unintended consequence, but it was only when the chefs to the aristocracy became unemployed after the French Revolution that they set about opening restaurants.
It can't be trivial either that on Radio 4 only today some environmentalists are calling for a ban on fishing in some European fishing areas for the next nine years. That would almost certainly put up the price of fish in the shops at a time when on health grounds people are being urged to eat more fish. It would certainly upset the Spaniards wherein the quality of fried fish is sought in every tapas bar, and where they are prepared to pay more than most of us for the pleasure of eating fish.
Last Saturday's Financial Times had a leader that began: 'Food is no joke in most of Europe... France and Switzerland once spent years fighting to claim special status from Brussels for their respective Gruyere cheeses. (The french have holes, the Swiss do not.)' But beyond our North of England border at the Carron Fish Bar of Stonehaven, in the north-east of Scotland, was last week told by Mars PLC that it was not authorised to use the trade-marked chocolate bar's name to finest and fry its speciality the 'deep-fried Mars Bar'. Mars PLC had been alerted to the chippy's intention, according to the Financial Times, 'to apply to Brussels to request protected food status for the confectionery that first emerged from its deep-fryers in 1995'.
The Financial Times leader writer declares: 'It is as clear as the batter on the hot and squidgy caramel treat whether the owners ever intended to apply for the same standing as Asiago cheese, champagne or Cornish pasties... Despite the creative initiative, the Mars bar is not Scottish and does not need protection from foreign bootleggers.' The F.T. writer also reminds us that the Scottish diet is perhaps the unhealthiest in Britain, and that the country has some of the highest rates of heart disease and cancer. It is hard to find good restaurants north of the border as well, I had my worst meal last year in the Scottish borders. Yet, a bad diet is probably better than no diet at all, and one is bound to ask where does all the Aberdeen Angus beef and all the Scottish salmon go? Does it all go down South?___________________________________________________
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Monday, 14 June 2010
ECCLES CAKES, but not made in Eccles
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