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Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Earthlings, We Are Being Cultured

Warning: long, slightly rant-y post here. I promise there's pictures if you scroll down :)

For her birthday a little over a month ago, my sister D got a brand new Cockatiel. Sunshine yellow, red cheeks, adorable plume atop his head as if he thinks he's the king of something. His name is Machi, short for Machiavelli (my brilliant little sister read The Prince...for fun...and loved it), and he's very into ragtime and other 1920's jazz. Or so she says.
A very cultured bird, don't you think?

From this inkling a question arose in my mind: what does it mean to be cultured? And let's make the assumption here that to be universally considered "cultured" is a positive and noteworthy achievement, however one manages to acquire that title.

(Machi would appear to be the obvious answer. He is all about great literature, music that shaped history, and feathered plumes)

One thing I love about Google is its simple "define" command. The result is, more often than not, an accurate simplification of the socially accepted definition of the input. How convenient.

Let's play a game.

Google definition of cultured: Characterized by refined taste and manners and good education.

Google definition of refined: With impurities or unwanted elements having been removed by processing. Elegant and cultured in appearance, manner, or taste.

Google definition of processing: Perform a series of mechanical or chemical operations on (something) in order to change or preserve it.

Google definition of education: The process of receiving or giving systematic instruction, esp. at a school or university: "a new system of public education".

Google definition of systematic: Done or acting according to a fixed plan or system.

Google definition of elegant: Pleasingly graceful and stylish in appearance or manner.

So here's our amended definition of cultured, or, for grammar's sake, a cultured person:

One who, by undergoing a series of operations to change oneself, has been cleansed of impurities and unwanted elements; he or she has been put through the process of receiving instruction via a fixed system, and is now pleasingly graceful and stylish in appearance and manner
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Ah, and the truth comes out. Now we refer back to Google's second definition of cultured:

Grown or propagated in an artificial medium.

While this definition officially pertains to the likes of tissue cells and bacteria, it quite accurately and concisely sums up the definition expanded from the one pertaining to people.

We are being grown in an artificial medium. From the day we are born (or really, as we're seeing more and more these days, before then), we are expected to follow certain paths and make certain decisions within a society constructed to guide us towards selected goals. The argument can be made that society's current state is naturalbecause it exists, and has come to this point via eons of terrestrial and biological evolution. Yet I believe that a society can no longer be considered natural when it begins to degrade nature itself in such a way that resources become non-replenishable and entire ecosystems cease to exist.




So let me take the term cultured and trash it. Let me take that measure of artificial superiority and replace it with a more noble, if perhaps comical-sounding title:

that of the earthling, devoted to the earth; to the preservation and conservation of our planet; to the intellectual and spiritual advancement of our people; to getting down off our high horse and understanding that we, self-aware, opposable thumbs and all, hold no more claim over the earth than any other fellow animal.






Then, after that is said and done, we may immerse ourselves in the studies of music and art and literature, and reinitialize our pursuits of fair politics, peace, equal opportunity, universal access to education...the list goes on. Only in this way can expand our horizons without utterly destroying them first.

It is necessary to redefine human, not as master, not as destroyer, but as respectful inhabitant of our dear mother earth. Once we have denounced our mirage of superiority we can begin to assign genuine value to intellectual and societal pursuits.

Don't let yourself be cultured. Grow yourself.

*Note: all pictures were collected from my phone. The landscape is Lake Tahoe, and the animal pictures were taken at a preserve in Santa Rosa, California.*

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Creation, Explanation, and Huldufólk

Since I was very small, mythology has fascinated me. I can't remember how old I was when I started listening to D'Aulaires Greek Myths on tape, or when I began carefully studying the family tree of the gods in their book; it is all ingrained in my memory as if etched in stone. The creation stories of Gaia and Uranus, of Pontus, the seas; of the cyclops and fifty-headed fifty-armed monsters and the golden children, the titans; of Cronus, who swallowed all his children until his wife, Rhea, fed him a stone swathed in baby blankets and hid away her youngest son Zeus, who would one day become king of Olympus and impregnate several thousand women. I could go on.

Gaia and Uranus.

The stories were fantastic, colorful, unreal, and yet each one carried meaning, a truth behind some earthly mystery. Why are dolphins so friendly to humans? Well, they were once men until Dionysus transformed them. Why does the sea churn, and why does lightning strike? Of course, because Poseidon and Zeus are angry. Why are there seasons? Because for half the year, Persephone, daughter of Demeter, the goddess of the harvest, resides in the Underworld with her cold husband, Hades, and her mother mourns her absence.

Hades carries off Persephone.

Throughout history--even now, with modern science--humans have searched for explanations: the why, the how, the when of all things. And we have quite the imaginations. Why would we want to answer every question our children asked with "just because?" No, instead, we spin tales, sometimes too tall, but often within the realm of possibility (if you ask me). I mean, is it really so absurd to say that a Dryad inhabits every tree trunk, or that love at first sight is the fault of Eros' bow? Just because you can't see it or prove it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If it can't be proven or disproven, then why not believe what you like (as long as you don't impose it on others)? Therein lies the beauty of spirituality, and of individual choice. If I want to believe in Dryads, I can. It's a lot more fun than not believing in them.

Equally as fascinating to me is how these myths and legends from cultures around the world influence our world today. After all, the planets are named after Roman gods. But aside from scientific names, the place these influences are most often found are in literature, and they provide a depth we seldom see in modern beliefs.

Take Tolkien's work, for example. It is well-known that he was heavily influenced by Scandinavian mythology. Look at Harry Potter: J.K. Rowling did not invent the idea of witches and wizards, giants, centaurs, werewolves, shape-shifters. She drew from centuries of mythology across various cultures, and made it her own.

Returning to Tolkien (as I often do), I always wondered where he got the idea for hobbits. Elves and dwarfs and gods were drawn from older lore (though he of course made them entirely his own, and his interpretations have since been copied by hundreds of writers [I'm looking at you, Eragon]). But hobbits? It was revolutionary. Hobbits, with their simple joys and pleasant manner and common speech, are our connection to the rest of Middle Earth, with its riddles and complexity and peril.



While I never doubted that Tolkien had the ability to draw the idea of hobbits out of thin air, I recently stumbled upon an Icelandic myth: that of a race of creatures called the Huldufólk, which translates to "hidden folk", or more directly, "folk pertaining to secrecy". While they are also called elves, there were some characteristics of the Huldufólk that stood out: they are small, experts at staying hidden, and (here's the kicker) tend to live in small houses under grass mounds. Structures such as this one can be found around Iceland, built by people for the hidden folk.

A house under a hill.

There are, of course, numerous disparities between hobbits and Icelandic hidden folk: the latter have magic, and have been known to use it to manipulate humans. In addition to living under hills, they also dwell in water and in air; they are more akin to nature spirits than humans.

One of the hidden folk lures a human to his death.

Yet the similarities, though perhaps few, cannot be ignored. An Icelandic theologian, Haukur Ingi Jónasson, writes:
"The hidden people have various human attributes, and even though they live longer than we do, they are born and they die just as we do. They eat and drink, play instruments, have lights in their houses, go fishing, move residences, and keep animals, though they are more productive than those of humans".

There you go. Hobbits.

Hobbits: they eat, drink, play instruments, have lights in their houses...

Let me say that, in writing this, I am in no way doubting the imagination of J.R.R. Tolkien. To this day, the depth of his work is unmatched, and likely will stay that way for a long time, if not forever. Yet inspiration is not a crime (although copying is, Eragon) and inspiration from mythology is already known to be central to Tolkien's work. I could be wrong, but I could also be right. And if I am right (although I doubt I'll ever know), well; to state it rather un-eloquently: that would be awesome.

Hope you're all having a wonderful day; maybe it's as beautiful as mine, as rain pours down outside my window. Oh how I love rain.

Love,
Maralah

Monday, January 21, 2013

A Remedy for Stress, Including Magic Juice

Ah, stress. We meet again.

I'll begin by saying this: I know how to take care of myself. I know what needs to be done to keep myself happy and healthy. I stick to my regimens and rituals: I eat whole, natural foods, exercise regularly, wash my face morning and night, brush my teeth, comb my hair, do my schoolwork, and carefully balance my free time between family, friends, boyfriend, and, well, me.

When something bighappens--either positive or negative--I take a step back. I say, Juliana, this is going to mess with the order of things. Adjust. And I adjust. It takes a little extra planning, but if I know it's coming, I can handle big, ominous stressers. While my mood may dampen or heighten significantly, my taking-care-of-myself practices stay in place, and it helps me stay level-headed.

But what gets me are the little things. The ones that you don't notice right away, and/or build up over time. A number of large homework assignments I've put off until the last minute; the effects of a bad haircut; realizing I need to find a summer internship; getting a gym membership and realizing I've just made one more contractual commitment; skimping on sleep; etc. Because yes, this past weekend, I was hit with these and more, and started to a) break out, b) undereat, c) lose focus...the works. My poor boyfriend (T, from now on)didn't know what to do as I proceeded to have several mini panic attacks (getting short of breath, completely losing my head and spontaneously crying).

The scary thing was: I didn't know why I was freaking out. It took me some time to realize that it was stress. Before that, I honestly was considering some kind of disease, because I'm telling you--I felt straight up weird, physically and mentally. The great thing is: once I realized what it was, I went into adjust mode.

I immediately started working on my homework assignments, ate a good meal, and went to bed early.

For breakfast the next morning, I had eggs, whole wheat toast with olallieberry jam, and a modest amount of coffee.

I headed over to T's house and we juiced. :) Recipe to follow.

I left ample time for my transit back to school (I was home for the weekend), and continued to do homework on the bus.

I got back to my apartment, finished my homework, had whole wheat pasta for dinner, and proceeded to do what always makes me feel better: write. And now, I'm happy to report, I'm doing a-okay.

So there it is: my recipe for curing a bad case of the little stresses. I know we've heard it all before, but I cannot overstate how true it is that enough sleep, a healthy diet and good time management are central to keeping your head, heart, body and soul in order.

That said, here's a component of the healthy diet requirement that T and I have become a little obsessed with. He got a juicer for Christmas (expensive little things...) and, after some trial and error, we've come to like this mixture of fruits and veggies.

Ingredients for J and T's Magic Juice:

1 bunch of Imperator carrots (the long, thin kind) - 6 or 7
4 beets
1 ginger root, 4-5 inches long
1 apple
1 pineapple
1 bunch curly-leaf kale
1 bunch spinach

The ginger and beets are meant to mask the flavor of the greens, and lend the juice a bit of a zing. The pineapple is what really makes it taste great, and the beets are what turn it blood red.

If you don't have a juicer--which I'm sure most people don't, I find them a little silly/extravagant/superfluous, though I'm thoroughly enjoying ours--the juice can be made by mixing ingredients in a blender, and then straining. And of course it goes without saying that this is just our favorite; so I recommend it wholeheartedly while also encouraging deviation and creativity. Juicing is kind of like concocting a potion: you never know what delicious and beneficial (or utterly disastrous, haha) result you might end up with.

Well, I'm off to bed (step 1 of the happy-and-healthy recipe). Wishing you all peace of mind, body, heart, and soul.

Love, Maralah

Friday, January 11, 2013

Grey Ocean, Morning Air



This morning I went on a run. I repeat. This morning, I went on a run. Just to be clear, I am not a morning person (at least not yet), and much less a morning person who goes on runs in the morning. But E (the lovely roommate) and I somehow muscled through a 9 am, empty stomach run, because she had class at 11 and I'm leaving for the weekend this afternoon. It was barely a couple miles and I was dying.

I don't run on an empty stomach, ever. I load up on carbs two hours before and make sure I have some caffeine in me. It's part of my running ritual. But to tell you the truth, after getting back and eating a bagel and having my coffee, I feel great. It was only 9:30 and I already felt like I had accomplished something. That almost never happens. I immediately called my mom to tell her, "mom, it appears I'm slowly starting to become you" (my parents get up at 6 and go on runs). Haha. Not that it's any sort of bad thing; my parents are my ultimate role models. If I could "grow up" (always feel weird saying that, as I'm already an adult...technically)to be like them, I would be quite content. Morning runs, walks to the bagelry in chilly weather, lots of coffee, and ridiculously productive days.

I think I could get used to this. I think I have decided to become a morning person. There. I said it. I have a theory that this might actually be one of those things that is easier done than said; after all, all I have to do is get up, right?

Anyway, I found myself singing this song, a classic that I've known all my life because I am, after all, half Oklahoman. :)

Wishing you all the happiest of mornings,
Maralah

p.s. The ocean photos were taken yesterday, from my Eden.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Beautiful Things? Update:

Found this lovely picture, from the "unsuccessful" first batch taken, posted on Within The Four Walls' Facebook page. While at first I let him have it for not asking my permission, I let him keep it up and actually kind of like it now. Looks candid, doesn't it? That's because it is. I didn't know that one was being taken, haha. I suppose that being expressionless, then, isn't so hard as long as you're not trying to be expressionless. Simple enough.

Anyway, I'm back over the hill and back on my couch in my apartment. The first day of winter quarter classes is tomorrow and I'm excited enough that I might even dress up. Wish me luck!

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Beautiful Things?

This morning, after jumping out of bed with a surprising amount of energy at 8:30 am (not a common thing for me this winter break), my family--mom, dad, sisters, godmother, and dog--set off on an alpine adventure. I finally remembered to bring a real camera on a hike, something I always kick myself for forgetting. While my photography skills are a little rusty, I managed to get some adequate shots of the wilderness around me. By adequate, I mean that they manage to convey some of the life and beauty that greeted me in the hills. My ultimate goal--and I am in no way alone in this--is to recreate (if only for a moment) the feeling of being surrounded by nature . That feeling is, of course, indescribable, and recreating it fully is impossible, but it is only with that unreachable goal in mind that one may take a memorable photograph. At least, in my opinion. :)

The ground was just beginning to firm up again after the rain, and the earth was still like dark chocolate. The moss, from pale to seaweed green, left no branch bare.


Everything was green and brown except for the occasional cluster of ruby red berries, and the gray-silver of the trickling stream.


I also forced my sister to take pictures of me. Why? Because I'm practicing erasing all expression from my face.

This is strange, you say? I agree. A friend of mine, the man behind the cause Beyond The Four Walls , asked me to model his campaign's shirt yesterday (he's sponsored by American Apparel). Side note--check it out: he's in the process of producing a documentary whose proceeds will go to providing education for women in Nepal.

Anyway, I started out smiling. He said no, don't smile. Be expressionless (for whatever reason. I think smiling is awesome). I said okay...and proceeded to (apparently) do this weird squinty thing for the next 20 shots. He was not exactly pleased with the pictures and neither was I, and we tossed them. But as he already asked me, and gave me a shirt, he wants to try again. So I made my sister take pictures of me practicing being "expressionless".

This is me, third-day hair, after a 3 mile hike, with no makeup and no expression.


I think I look incredibly strange. All the facial characteristics I have ever been self conscious about are on clear display in these pictures. I don't have high cheekbones or slanted eyes (I have a slight lazy eye, in fact) or perfectly formed brows (I'm slapping myself right now for saying these things). And the thing is, I don't usually care that much. I like the way I look; I think that I am, as is everyone else, beautiful in my own way. But as there is no emotion in these pictures--only raw facial features--I find myself being overly critical of my appearance, and wondering: why does he want to take pictures of me?

Maybe I have to learn to love my expressionless face. Maybe candid, unemotional me is the me I have to come to terms with. Or maybe I just have to do it for his pictures, and I can go on thinking I'm most beautiful when I'm smiling.

Anyway, lastly and a little belated: while I’ve always been skeptical of New Year’s resolutions, I have some ongoing resolutions that I figured would go well on a blank slate. Fitness goals aside (I’ll spare you), I want to:

-Make progress on my book (my secret book that almost no one knows about)

-Read more/discover great literature. The book I just picked up and can’t wait to read: The Name of the Wind by Patrick Rothfuss, a hero’s tale told from a hero’s perspective

-Find a summer internship

-Create/discover healthy new recipes (save up to buy a dehydrator, a magical device I just discovered)

-Spend more time in nature/go on more adventures

-Climb more—get a membership at the climbing gym (rock climbing, my boyfriend’s passion)

-Do well in my classes.

Here’s to 2013 *crossing fingers*, and thank you, oh 2012, for a fantastic year of love.

Friday, January 4, 2013

Families & Food

This morning, as I ground up enough coffee beans to last my family probably through Spring, I got to thinking about families and food. My family has always eaten meals together, and made a point of sitting down for at least 20 to 30 minutes at dinnertime to talk about our days. I started thinking about how this had affected me throughout my life. Then I realized: oh wait! I've already written an essay about that. Haha.

This was my capstone essay for a writing class last year. After reading it through I've realized that my essay writing has improved significantly since then(yay), but the essay is no less fascinating. It deals with the "decline of the family" and its connection with family mealtimes. Although it is obscenely long, I felt the need to post it and get it out there. It is the product of about 8 weeks of research on a relatively quiet topic, and I learned a great deal from writing it. I sincerely hope someone else might take something from it as well.

The Decline of Family Mealtime

Over the last century, Western society has evolved at an almost dizzying rate. The United States, Canada, Australia, and most of Western Europe have undergone vast technological and cultural changes; similar values in these countries, such as family structures, religions, and even parallel cuisines, have made for comparable trends in their cultural shifts. Recently, discussion of one cultural phenomenon in particular, an issue commonly addressed as the “decline of the family”, has become prevalent. In the past century, the gender roles and parental superiority that were once the central components of a consistent family structure have been brought into question by numerous social movements (such as the women’s rights and youth movements), and the “traditional family”—a mother, a father, and their children, each with specific roles—has begun to change. It is also to be assumed, for the investigatory purposes of this essay, that a “traditional family” is one that is non-abusive and contains no extreme factors that would otherwise affect the family balance (e.g., severe illness, criminal activity, etc). In other words, if all else is more or less in place, time spent with one’s family is tremendously advantageous to promoting healthy family relationships. While modern equality, achieved by the aforementioned social movements, has been achieved in many societies today and is generally seen as a positive change in the social order, it has caused significant shifts in home life all over the world. Families are finding new ways to structure themselves, and often one of the first components lost in these new arrangements is family mealtime; a key constituent of the traditional family dynamic. This time is a healthy bonding experience between family members, one that strengthens relationships and promotes family. The questions asked in this research essay were these: What is the relationship between families and food? What social role does food play in strengthening or weakening ties between people, specifically mothers, fathers, sons, and daughters? Does family mealtime or a lack thereof impact the health of its members? Is the loss of communal mealtime the catalyst that sparked the “decline of the family”, or an unfortunate effect of an already broken system? Numerous sources were consulted and analyzed, and it was found that, as the traditional family has declined, so has this custom of participation in communal meals; they are deeply intertwined, and their slow disappearance has had a significant (and, for the most part, negative) impact on the health of individuals.

In 2009, a study (Socioeconomic Status, Youth's Eating Patterns and Meals Consumed away from Home) published in the Pakistan Journal of Biological Sciences sought to determine whether a), the eating patterns of adolescents differed when away from home, and b), a disparity in socioeconomic class affected those eating patterns. Through a series of trials examining participating teenagers and their families, the former’s eating habits were found to be unhealthier when dining out (whether it was a fast food place or a sit-down restaurant), and to an extreme degree. Fat intake (measured in calories) was up to 17% higher than the recommended amount, and only about 1.5 servings of fruits and vegetables were consumed (recommended intake is 5-9 servings daily) (N. Hejazi and Z. Mazloom, 2009). There were no significant differences found between the number of meals consumed by low-socioeconomic class teens and high-socioeconomic class teens, although the sources of their fat intakes did vary slightly (N. Hejazi and Z. Mazloom, 2009). Clearly, when adolescents are without regular and structured family mealtime, their diets suffer and contribute to an overall decrease in health.

In 2004, an article titled Mealtime and meal patterns from a cultural perspective (Christina Fjellstrom) from the Scandinavian Journal of Nutrition investigated the meaning of a “meal” across cultures. It sought to shed light on the social aspects of food, a step further than its dictionary definition of “a certain amount of food eaten at a specific time”. Meals were found to be a very complex and delicate ritual, dependent on gender roles, family structures, and personal schedules. Of particular interest is Fjellstrom’s examination of the concept of snacking: she discusses its origins in the Industrial Revolution, when the population began to migrate to large cities and work in factories. The long and restrictive hours kept most workers away from home and the three hot meals a day they were accustomed to. Three meals were cut down to two, and workers were thus inclined to graze on items like sweet cakes throughout the day (Fjellstrom, 2004). This not only decreased family time, but also helped spark a new market for on-the-go foods, providing people with the choice to eat before and after meals. Additionally, in more modern times, a newfound glorification of independence and individuality has caused increasing disdain for structure and conformity, and there is some evidence that skipping scheduled mealtimes (an expression of traditionalism) is an effect of this phenomenon (Fjellstrom, 2004). Fjellstrom (2004) concludes that although evidence confirms an increase in “grazing” outside structured mealtimes, and thus a decline in the frequency and quality of these mealtimes, there is not enough data to confirm this development has led to the “decline of the family”.

In 2010, an article called Three Meals Per Day—No Longer by Sonia Brockington was published in the Australian journal Nutridate. She discussed the recent shift in Australian society from eating the time-honored three square meals per day to consuming up to nine. Brockington explains that this is not necessarily a negative change; studies have shown that those who eat more frequently throughout the day (5 or more meals vs. 2 or less) are healthier and less prone to obesity than those who ate less. To further examine the occurrence, she outlines five factors that influence eating patterns: cultural aspects, socioeconomic status, social aspects of food choices, globalization, and mass media (Brockington 2010). According to Brockington, these factors determine when we eat, how much we eat, what we eat, and who we eat with. As an example, a family with a higher disposable income will have the ability to stock their fridge regularly and with the items of their choice, regardless of price; this can then lead to eating more frequently and in larger amounts. In contrast, a family with a lower income might eat smaller amounts less often. The social aspects of food choices deal with the company one is in while eating, such as certain events (e.g., weddings, birthdays, other celebrations) and certain people (dining with someone who makes you feel self conscious might cause you to eat less than sharing a meal with someone who encourages seconds and thirds). Globalization does its part by providing increased availability of and access to food, regardless of the limitations of local producers; mass media heavily markets this food, and can cause us to purchase and consume the advertised products regardless of our original interests. Brockington applies these factors to the world today, and concludes that the current conditions have lead to increased availability of food (particularly unhealthy food—high in energy, fat, salt, and sugar (Popkin, 2006)) and thus increased snacking. Brockington maintains that our ability to eat at any time of day has downplayed the importance of eating whole meals at scheduled times, and has thus been detrimental to our health (2010).

In 2006, a study entitled Modern Meal Patterns: Tensions Between Bodily Needs and the Organization of Time and Space, by Lottie Holm, examined the relationship between eating habits and bodily needs (e.g., what our bodies require vs. what our bodies receive); specifically, how modern spatio-temporal structures affect eating patterns (Holm, 2006). Ever-increasing stress in most societies today leads to changes in work schedules and household chore distribution, and consequently, changes in where we eat, what we eat, and whom we eat with. As society increasingly supports the individual and the furthering of personal interests, there is a significant loss in the bonding time family meals provide (DeVault 1991; Holm 1996; Haastrup 1990). Family members each have their own agendas in their own outside worlds, and such disparities in scheduling seriously disrupt communal eating rituals (Warde 1999; Murcott 1997). For example, Holm notes how, in one family, meals are scheduled around the father’s work hours, and the mother and children compensate for these off-putting times by constantly snacking throughout the day (Holm, 2006). She maintains that there is a pattern: stress and disconnection contribute to poor eating habits, and poor eating habits contribute even further to stress and disconnection. Holm proves this through a series of interviews in which she encouraged subjects with irregular eating habits to eat regularly and observe any changes in their minds and bodies. The results pointed unanimously in the direction of improvement, proving that scheduled eating with those one considers dear (e.g., a mother with irregular habits made a point to have breakfast with her husband and children every morning at 7) contributes directly to health and happiness (Holm, 2006).

It is a well-known fact that the Western world has experienced vast industrial and technological innovations over the last century and a half or so. Although we have been advancing for millennia, the Industrial Revolution during the mid 1800s sparked a domino effect of improvements: factories, cars, telephones, and eventually computers. As the factory industry blossomed and more and more people moved from the countryside to large cities, cultural changes began to occur: notably, in the structure of the lower-and-middle-class family. Gender roles, workdays, and family relationships were all affected. Factories, as opposed to individual families, began to regulate workdays; a farmer once tended to his field when he deemed it necessary, yet now, a manager decided when his day started and ended. As result, both family mealtimes and family relationships experienced a transformation. Once, when workers had more control over their day-to-day routines, three hot meals a day were customary; yet as long, grueling workdays in factories became the norm, these meals were reduced to two, and snacking throughout the day became popular (Fjellstrom, 2004). Thus, time spent together with one’s family decreased, and it is likely that this distanced family members from one another. As Fjellstrom (2004) proves in her article, the origins of snacking can also be traced to this time period.

Yet another cultural revolution that affected family mealtime around the time of the Industrial Revolution was the Women’s Rights movement of the early 1900s. As the stereotypical housewife became a widely criticized role (at least by feminists) and women began to seek jobs outside the home, family structure changed once again. Eventually (it took decades), women were no longer the guaranteed homemakers. This occurred mainly for two reasons. Firstly, by choice: a feminist might find the traditional housewife role degrading and strongly oppose or neglect duties imposed upon her. Secondly, as women gained equal rights, they became more involved in events and goings-on outside the home, and whether or not they found the role of the “housewife” offensive, their schedules often prevented them from performing household duties such as spending the afternoon preparing dinner. For these reasons (and varying others on smaller scales), men began to take on roles that were once perceived as the “woman’s job” (Pleck, 1985, 1993, as cited in Butler and Skattebo, 2004). Yet even as responsibilities evened out, there was still the unsecured position of the meal provider. Often long work hours led to exhaustion by the time one reached home and left communal mealtime out altogether or shortened it significantly. Once again, the traditional family structure suffered along with the loss of regular family meals.

Changes outside the home altogether have also had an effect on family meals. Sonia Brockington (2010) cites Popkin (2006) in arguing that as society and technology advance, globalization of the food market has increased the availability of food, while widespread marketing has increased consumption. Thus, if there are means, one can essentially eat whatever they want at anytime. This can cause disparities in mealtimes: if a family member is hungry and has the option of eating at 3pm instead of waiting for family mealtime at 6pm, they can make that choice and do so. This often leads to a decrease in hunger later in the day, and can cause one to skip or shorten their stay at the family table. Increased availability of a variety of products also increases consumption of foods low in nutrition, which are often the most heavily marketed (page 2). Additionally, the aforementioned article published in the Pakistan Journal of Biological Sciences can be cited to prove that when adolescents eat meals away from home (such as at a restaurant or fast food joint), they have more unbalanced diets and are at greater risk of obesity (Hejazi and Mazloom, 2009). The result of these occurrences is a loss of family mealtimes and a decrease in the health of family members.

Thus far in this essay it has been established that, over the last century, the length, quality, and frequency of family mealtime in the Western world have declined. It has also been proven that adolescents who eat away from home suffer from poor nutrition. The next step, then, is determining precisely why being away from one’s family during mealtimes is detrimental to one’s health. Conveniently—although unfortunately for their victims—eating disorders address this issue directly. Bulimia nervosa and anorexia nervosa are two such disorders, claiming more lives per year than any other mental illness on record. In a collaborative 2007 study investigating bulimia nervosa, it was found that the development of bulimic behaviors was inversely related to regular family mealtimes: the more frequently one ate in the company of one’s family, the less likely they were to develop an eating disorder (Ackard & Neumark-Sztainer, 2001, as cited in Munoz, Israel & Anderson, 2007). There are various reasons for this. Firstly, Munoz, Israel and Anderson (2007) argued that in the case of adolescents, shared meals gave parents the opportunity to provide nutritional structure and guidance. Secondly, two separate studies ((Fiese & Klein, 1993; Markson & Fiese, 2000, as cited in Munoz, Israel, and Anderson, 2007) have proven that “family rituals, including shared mealtimes, annual celebrations and shared events, are positively related to healthy adjustment in college students and lower levels of anxiety in children” (262). In conclusion, using the frequency of family mealtimes as a tool for measuring stability in the home, it was found that increased family stability led to lower numbers of reported cases of bulimia (page 263). Yet despite the proven decrease in health caused by the loss of family meals, there is also evidence pointing in the other direction. Brockington (2010) cites studies linking eating five or more small meals per day (as opposed to two to three large meals) to increased health and reduced risk of obesity (page 2). This could indicate that eating at one’s own convenience, regardless of familial company, positively influences one’s health and wellbeing (and this subsequently could lead to increased happiness and thus healthier relationships). However, Brockington (2010) found that after further investigation, “researchers found no effect on weight loss, fat mass, lean body mass and glucose control after 12 months” of studying the eating frequencies of various overweight subjects (page 5). Although it was therefore proven that altering meal patterns alone will not contribute to weight loss, other factors (such as the nutritional value and calorie content of food, or combining new meal patterns with exercise) were not examined, and thus the subject requires additional study.

Although the four articles examined—Socioeconomic Status, Youth's Eating Patterns and Meals Consumed away from Home, Mealtime and meal patterns from a cultural perspective, Three Meals Per Day—No Longer, and Modern Meal Patterns: Tensions Between Bodily Needs and the Organization of Time and Space—approach their studies with different perspectives, they all agree on a central theme: structured mealtime is essential, and it is in decline. As our society continues to question values and traditions that have been in place for hundreds, even thousands of years, we will also continue to experience the unintended side effects of changing these customs. Gender equality is close to being achieved, and it is certainly a positive change, but it has disturbed the (however unequal) household roles that once guaranteed family mealtime. This past century’s stand against conformity has encouraged independence and individuality, but with it have come disparities in both schedules and ideas of how family life should be structured. Eating smaller amounts of food more frequently is proven to improve health and reduce obesity, but it has all but eliminated a voluntary three sit-down meals a day. Although the family still exists, it has evolved (although perhaps regressively); thus, to answer the question of whether a decline in family meals has contributed to the decline of the family, we must, for now, rephrase our question and examine the decline of the traditional family. As our fast-paced society begins to move on from traditionalism, important elements of our past customs are often disregarded; as evidenced by these four studies, family mealtime is one of them. Now, to bring this research essay to a close: having examined these studies and formed several hypotheses, the conclusion to this investigatory essay is remarkably simple. It has been proven that, in the modern Western world, 1) there is more food available; 2) there is increased ease of access to food; 3) traditional, if degrading, gender roles have faded over the past century; 4) individuals are more independent (as society now allows them to be) and have more freedom to structure their own schedules; 5) adolescents tend to choose foods low in nutrition when eating away from home; 6) it has been suggested that eating smaller meals more frequently is good for one’s health, although limited evidence exists; and finally, 7), that the occurrence of bulimic and anorexic behaviors is inversely linked to spending more time eating with one’s family. The link between the decline of the traditional family and the decline of family mealtime has been seen repeatedly, and despite limited sources that claim eating small meals on your own time is advantageous, studies on eating disorders have proven that enjoying regular meals with one’s family is directly beneficial to one’s health. It is evident that there are two key advantages of family mealtime: firstly, it encourages guidance and structure relating specifically to food, and secondly, it provides a setting for the practice of spending ritualized time with one’s family. The former has been shown to maintain physical health, while the latter has been proven to promote mental and emotional wellbeing. Together, they help create a balanced environment that supports the health of both the individual and the family as a whole.  

Bibliography

Hejazi, N., and Mazloom, Z. (2009). Socioeconomic Status, Youth’s Eating Patterns and Meals Consumed away from Home. Pakistan Journal of Biological Sciences, 9, 730-733.

Fjellstrom, C. (2004). Mealtime and meal patterns from a cultural perspective. Scandinavian Journal of Nutrition, 4, 161-164.

Brockington, S. (2010). Three Meals per Day—No Longer. Nutridate, 2, 2-5.

Skattebo, A. and Butler, A. (2004). What is acceptable for women may not be for men: The effect of family conflicts with work on job-performance ratings. Journal of Occupational and Organizational Psychology, 77, 553-564.

Munoz, D., Israel, A., and Anderson, D. (2007). The Relationship of Family Stability and Family Mealtime Frequency with Bulimia Symptomatology. Eating Disorders, 15:261–271.

Holm, L. (2006). Modern Meal Patterns: Tensions Between Bodily Needs and the Organization of Time and Space. Food & Foodways: History & Culture of Human Nourishment, ¾, 151-173.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

New Year, Old Recipe

As I was rummaging through my modestly stocked fridge a few weeks ago, wondering what I could possibly make myself for dinner, a thought struck me: you don't have to make something conventional. My go-to dinner is quinoa and a salad, or spaghetti with a salad if I feel like indulging. Pretty standard.
I looked at what I had: quinoa, tomatoes, spices. Enough to make my typical quinoa dish. I also had tortillas, beans, and salsa, typical in any Mexican's kitchen. But tortillas, beans, and salsa alone do not a well-rounded meal make, and neither does plain quinoa. Then it hit me: quinoa tostadas.

Contrary to what Wikipedia states, tostadas are NOT tortillas fried in boiling hot oil. They can be, of course, and most restaurants include oil in their preparation, but I have never, ever made a tostada with oil. I make them the same way I heat regular tortillas: place them flat on a hot cast-iron pan (if cast-iron is not available, a non-stick pan is ideal). For a soft tortilla, you take it off after a couple minutes of flipping it; for a tostada, just leave the tortilla on the pan until it's crispy. Like a big chip. It's that simple.

Anyway, here they are:



Typically I'd make sure to have lettuce, onion, and cilantro on my tostadas, but unfortunately my food supply was running low (I'd been slacking on getting to the grocery store). For these I used:
-Quinoa made with chipotle salsa instead of diced tomatoes (see quinoa recipe here
-Parmesan cheese; because it was all I had. Cheddar would probably be ideal
-Pinto beans (my all time favorite kind of beans)
-A little lemon and a tad of extra salsa on top
The cool thing about tostadas is you can pretty much pile them with whatever you want. My mom and grandma put meat (pollo asado [chicken], carne de res [beef], sometimes turkey), onions, radishes, cabbage, salsa, cilantro, beans, and cheese, while my little sister prefers ketchup. So really, anything.

As you can see this is very simple, so it's really more of a suggestion than a recipe. Eat tostadas, they're good. Also note that to achieve the toasted consistency via heat alone (sans oil), corn tortillas must be used. Flour tortillas simply won't crisp up.

I meant to post this weeks ago, the night I actually made them. Thus the "old recipe" in this post title can be taken to mean a) old as in two weeks ago, or b) old as in centuries old. Tostadas are as ancient and ingrained in Mexican culture (and other meso and South American cultures as well)as the soft tortilla, because, well, they're the same thing.

In the relatively short while that I've been alive, I have found that in times of change and transition, going back to one's roots, even in a way as simple as toasting a tortilla, is incredibly comforting and reassuring. In a worldly sense, this is not a new idea. I haven't made any great discovery for mankind. I've simply discovered this established truth on my own, as it applies to my own life. And I firmly reject the simplicity of the idea of out with the old, in with the new; yes, I believe in spring cleaning, but as long as something is good for you--good for your mind, your body, and your spirit--I say keep it around. Far too often I see people change because they feel that they have to, not because of a drive within them but because of some dominant paradigm without them. Maybe I'm just a creature of comfort, and I'm certainly not objective by any means. Maybe I'm exaggerating the meaning of tostadas :).

Happy New Year!