Respect is defined as a feeling or understanding that someone or something is important, serious, etc., and should be treated in an appropriate way, according to Webster-Merriam dictionary. Every week I plan my menu for the week to come. It’s a survival tactic or else I would eat all junk all the time. My menu planning goal is to balance health, satisfaction and sustainability. This week I used mushroom stems as a filing for stuffed artichokes. The left over mushroom ragu from the week before became a light soup. Pantry staples eggs, mascarpone, and cream cheese into a cheese cake, with the left over egg whites and remaining eggs into a fritta.
In the past few weeks I have read several food related articles about how meat and our general eating habits are bad for the environment. Another set of articles stated that cholesterol may not be as bad for general health as was once thought. Very little to no articles spoke about how or why we should respect the food we eat. Those who have suffered with food insecurity due to poverty know only too well how hard it is to source food of any quality. Like all of you I have been lazy and ate a meal too quickly or complained that the quality is not right or worst I have wasted food with little to no afterthought.
The beauty of this blog is that each week is a new learning experience. For my weekly menu I decided to prepare stuffed artichokes which are labor intensive but I enjoy artichokes so I finally have gotten around to stuffing them. I really enjoyed the mushroom ragu but wanted a light meal so became it served as a base for a soup fortified with an herb stock. My point is I am learning how not to waste anything and respect the food I eat by preparing it in the best way possible and more importantly to not waste anything.
My only real experience with food insecurity happened as a result of a friend who had grown up at one point living in car with her family. For Thanksgiving one year we had three too many turkeys. She took back the turkey she had brought with her even though it was half eaten. At the time I thought her behavior strange. In fact I was a little insulted. It wasn’t that I needed the turkey which most certainly ended up in the trash at some point it was that I was taught that you don’t take back something once given. Having received more education of the subject of food insecurity I look back on the experience with different eyes. I now realized that I was the one that was not respecting the food or my friends’ experience. Since that time I have learned is that we should respect the food we eat. We should waste as little food as possible including buying and consuming less and take more time to enjoy each bite.