Village eating

A note on the mulit-cul­tur­al, mobile soci­ety.
In days of old the peo­ple from a vil­lage or tribe would have all eat­en the same foods, per­haps a whole tri­ble would have not had milk ever, or a tribe that nev­er ate fish. But with peo­ple from vast­ly dif­fer­ent back­grounds inter­act­ing more and more, it some­times becomes tricky to cater to all tastes.
We have almost com­plet­ley lost the tra­di­tion of ‘this is what I like to eat because its what we ate in my town’.
Peo­ples diets are based on what their body does and does­n’t like, and then after that con­sid­er­a­tion, on a wide num­ber of learnt expe­ri­ences and beliefs.
In all, a good thing.
But try cook­ing a meal for a bunch of friends, one a veg­an, one on a glu­ton-free diet, one who can’t have starch, and one who gets delier­ous if he had chilli.

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  1. Ah, team eat­ing. Rarely a good thing in this time and place.
    Grow­ing up, we learned to eat every­thing that was put in front of us. Mon­ey was tight, and food was some­thing that we should­n’t waste. So we did­n’t. We learned to eat pret­ty much every­thing. Which is great for peo­ple invit­ing us round for din­ner.
    It also means we have lit­tle patience with peo­ple who choose not to eat cer­tain things. No prob­lem if there’s some­thing that you can’t eat, sure. But if there’s some­thing that you don’t eat because you tried it when you were thir­teen and did­n’t like it… well, it just reduces your chances of get­ting offered din­ner, I guess.

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