The power and beauty in a healthy understanding of where food comes from and how it sustains our bodies and hearts cannot be underestimated.
My childhood memories seem to almost invariably revolve around food.
Photo credit: Delicacies by Marcus Vegas
In one of the first that comes to mind I'm lying on my belly in my grandparents' backyard, the scent of mint and lemons and grass swirling on the gentle wind.
I'm about 7, tanned brown and skinny, the sun warming my face and the grass tickles my legs.
One hand holds a book, the other is reaching for strawberries just picked from the garden, sweet, ruby red, all different shapes and textures, some firmer and some almost jammy from the sun, dribbling their juices.
Time stands still until the strawberries are gone and the spell is broken.
My grandfather has hidden some berries from my ever-reaching grasp and he sneaks them into the house with some herbs and lemons.
A row of sterilised jars, saved from peanut butter and tomato paste, are lined up on the kitchen bench. My grandmother works magic and the jars are filled with spoonfuls of deliciously lumpy, sweet yet tart, rich jam. I could eat it straight from the spoon and I do.
Photo credit: Erdbeermarmelade- Strawberry jam
Later, my grandmother and I make doughnuts, all hands in as we talk as if we are old friends with 50 years between visits, instead of grandmother and granddaughter who talk to each other every day.
There's an index card with my grandmother's handwriting, not perfectly formed slightly forced letters as in my grandfather's hand, written with a ruler underneath to keep it neat, but letters tumbling over each other in their rush to hit the page. Rough quantities and shorthand instructions. It is there in front of us but we work from memory and our senses.
The dough rests and rises, rests and rises, rests and rises.
We chat, slower now, my grandmother has tea in a pretty china cup and I have a tall glass of cadbury drinking chocolate, way too much chocolate powder for the milk, thick bumpy chocolate floats on top. My mother would be horrified to see the amount of chocolate, my grandmother doesn't agree with the instructions on the back of the box, adding more and more and when she turns I add another spoonful still. My grandfather comes in from the garden and laughs at the chocolate on the end of my nose. He gently teases my grandmother and tells her that I'm going to be spoiled rotten.
The jam is injected into the doughnuts and they land in the hot oil, sizzling and turning golden. I have to stand back for this part. My grandmother is scared I will be spattered by the oil and she is wearing a flowered apron. She scoops them out and drains the doughnuts on thick paper towel, dusts them generously in cinnamon and sugar and they're left to cool.
The air smells warm and sweet and we can barely wait. My grandfather tells us to be careful. He suggests that we wait until after dinner to eat them. My grandmother and I wait till he goes back outside and we bite into the golden fluffy softness, bubbly hot jam squirting out, running like lava down our chins. The rest are arranged with pride onto delicately patterned china and are shared, warm with the rest of the family and friends. They taste wonderful but none so perfect as the very first one, stolen and hot with anticipation.
My grandparents' backyard is not huge but the bounty that comes from it, changing with the seasons, is massive. My grandfather tends to it with pride, long ears of corn in green silk, cherry tomatoes heavy with sweetness on vines running up plastic ladders, peas that are popped into the mouth straight from their shells, purple garlic, lemons, chillis, the fragrant green of parsley, chives, mint, basil and coriander, strawberries and more besides.
I taste everything, fresh and light. I love the zing of the chilli and the sweetness of the peas. At my grandparents' house it is my job to shell the peas and they are popped straight into my mouth, they never make it into the bowl.
I'm reminded not to be greedy and to save some for everybody else.
Photo credit: stevendepolo
The peas I'm served at my friends' houses come to the plate from boxes in the freezer, via the microwave and they are hard and wrinkled and almost grey.
The flavour is muddy, I can't tell the difference between the taste of the peas and the overcooked limp broccoli that must have been picked before I was born.
I follow my friend's lead and move the vegetables around on the plate and drop peas off my fork onto the floor.
Her mother sighs and implores us to eat at least 10 peas each or there's no icecream.
I wonder how these peas relate to the ones I eat with joy.
It is now 20 years later and my husband and I fight over who gets the last spoonful of the jam my grandmother still makes with love for the whole family. It is spread thickly on the bread we make at home and split to share with my grandparents.
My grandfather has Alzheimer's disease now and time is slipping away, but he never forgets to give me little red netted bags of fragrant fresh purple garlic and handfuls of tomatoes from the garden.
The memories and lessons I learned in my grandmother's kitchen will stay with me for ever. We use our sense of smell and touch and taste to cook and tell when something is done. Our hands are soiled with flour or cocoa or egg wash and the timer has no place here. I learn how the texture changes as food cooks and how a change in the food's fragrance will signal that it is ready. I learn how to cook and eat with my heart and all of my senses, not for sustenance alone but for pleasure.
To my grandparents I owe everything - my love of food and pleasure and the extra few kilos on my hips. Thank you from the bottom of my heart and the pit of my stomach.
my grandmother and I, 1981
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]]>It might be time-consuming but I really believe that writing meal plans and shopping lists can help you to eat better more balanced meals and save money too. However, a lot of meal plans are set up so that while you eat nice, healthy, balanced meals and save some dosh, the meals are boring and repeated over and over ad infinitum. I don't like boring, so this is the way I do it.
To write an effective meal plan there are a number of things you will need to do first.
Inventory of your pantry, fridge and freezer
In my mind, this is one of the most important things you can do and so few people do it very often. You will need some spare time for this. I suggest breaking it down over a few days unless you have free time growing on trees (I don't). If you do this thoroughly you will save yourself a lot of time and money later.
Now if you have a perfectly organised and laid out pantry this will be easy. I'll assume you don't. If you do you can go and gloat for a while.
Start by taking the food out of the pantry, one shelf at a time. Once the shelf is empty, dust and then wipe it clean. (I use enjo cloths for this but you can use whatever you like, but please avoid strong chemicals in the kitchen. If you need a non-physical cleaner McClintock's make a nice vanilla fridge wipe that will do the job without spraying poison everywhere.) I also like to clean the pantry walls (mine is a walk-in) at the same time but I'm weird and you don't have to do that.
Take a very close look at all the food that you've pulled out of the pantry. The first thing I do is look for patterns and start to group things together. As you move each item, check the expiry date. When moving pasta, rice etc inspect well for weevils or any other nasties.
Everything in your pantry will be roughly divided into three groups - "I will eat it" "I would like to think that I will eat it because: it is horribly healthy/was on special/some other stupid reason, but I really won't" and "this food is now a science experiment". I hope you have a bin handy.
With the middle group, you can donate this to a charity group or nearest struggling student. In some cases some items may be in the middle group even though they could be in the "I will eat it group" just because you don't know how to prepare it/what to eat it with. If that's the case leave a comment here and I'm sure we can try and help.
You should now just be left with food in the "I will eat it group". Be honest with yourself and make sure that everything left does fit within this category. What is left will tell you something quite important about your eating habits - is everything tinned/packet convenience food or do you have a lot of bulk basics? Do you have 14 packets of rice noodles that were scattered around in different parts of the pantry? At this stage I often write rough notes on each type of food - ie: rice, pasta etc and note if I'm out of anything.
Before you go any further and get distracted you'll need to put everything back in the pantry. Before I do this I chart out my pantry onto paper and work out where I'm going to put everything but you can just roll your eyes at me and ignore that. Do make sure that you give some thought to where you put things though. Put like items with like and be conscious of what is at eye level and what isn't.
For example, in my pantry, my husband's cereal, muesli bars etc are all at his eye level. This avoids the male-pattern-blindness and staring blankly into the pantry every morning. On the other hand, I keep the couverture chocolate on the bottom shelf along with the baking powders, flour etc. I hope he isn't reading this.
Make sure that you can see everything in the pantry easily because you will need to be able to later!
Repeat this with your fridge and freezer. You'll need to work quickly here so just get the food out, clean the fridge (most cleaning products are not suitable for use in the fridge so be careful) and put the "I will eat" things back.
When you put everything back in the fridge make sure that raw meat is kept well separated from everything else. All raw meat in my fridge is kept on the bottom shelf. If you have traditional wire shelves this will stop any chance of raw meat dripping onto something else. I have glass shelves which makes my life easy, and I put meat on plates to further minimise any risk. Yes, I'm paranoid.
It is now probably a few days after you started and you hopefully now have a shiny clean pantry, fridge and freezer. Well done!
The next step is to work out your fridge/freezer/pantry basics that will form the foundation for your meal planning. Click to continue on to part 2 on how to plan your meals.
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