Two of the beloved pyrs who have blessed our family life; Arcas, who has sadly passed on, and Betzy. |
In Sweden early on one environmentalist made the news when he demonstrated that you could wash your shirts with a popular brand of coffee whitener. On prime time TV he showed how the shirts lathered up and became bleached white. At the same time, pressure was starting to mount on people to live clean and look thin and a certain way. Sugar was vilified while food additives with names that can't even be pronounced were becoming more common. In the recent years several books have been published here in Sweden exposing the unsavoury food business and their short cuts and fake methods. One that had a great impact on me, "Den hemlige kocken", is published in english as "Best Kept Secret" by Mats Erik Nilsson.
I hope that my grandchildren and children will be able to experience the lovely scent of a home cooked "köttsoppa" (Beef soup), made from scratch with seasonal vegetables and real, not mystery, meat. As a child I loved "bruna bönor" with fried salted pork, kroppkakor, dillkött, kåldolmar, kalops... Real, old fashioned Swedish foods. Those days I was in such a hurry to get back from school when I knew my favourite dishes were on the menu!
My mother was a great cook, and my grandmother had a diner where she really got to show her cooking chops! Grandma and Granddad also had a factory that made sausages and hams and other meat delicacies, to be sold in their shops. Whenever the men had made prinskorv or wienerkorv I would be allowed to sample the result. Still I can recall the scent of alder wood or juniper wood that was used to smoke the meat. No fake smoke essences were used there!
One of my first memories from childhood was about food. I caught our great Irish Wolfhound Vokka (the only memory I have of her) coming down the stairs from the diner store room. I remember my happy thrill over seeing her! In the storeroom Grandma had placed some breaded veal chops, to be served for lunch that day. Unfortunately I had probably opened the store room door and the dog got in... Grandma had to rewrite the menu that day! So even as a child, food made a great impression on me.
Food has always been important in my life. I worry over additives that are said not to be harmful in small amounts... But what happens in our bodies when those small amounts accumulate, or mix with so many other strange chemicals that make their way inside us?
We have to learn how to take care of and not waste our food. The environment and climate are important to us all, regardless of our political inclinations. What do we do when our grandchildren can no longer survive on our planet?
Me and my family and our three dogs are very lucky that we are living in a peaceful place on earth. Hopefully the small local things we do can make some tiny, tiny difference on the global scale.
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