Getting to the Meat
When it comes to eating out, I’m up for a challenge. Cash only, no problem, I’ll run to the ATM and forget about those bonus points. No wi-fi, great, you don’t need a cell phone to eat. Have to walk uphill for half a mile and then meander down some sketchy alleyway to get to your place, alright, I’m in. Serve me seafood I have no idea what it is or how to eat it, game on.
One of my favorite meals was in Lagos, where the mackerel came fresh, cooked on the grill with the head, bones, and skin still intact. It took more work to get to the meat, but that added to the experience, made it authentic. The more that food is processed and easier to obtain, the less connection we have to it. Instead of something once living, it’s simply something to consume. It’s important to know where our food comes from just as much as enjoying it.