Tomorrow I go back on the 11 day diet plan again, so pardon me if I talk about food a bit. The following was online today at MSN.
12 Short Food Rules, From Michael Pollan:
1. Don’t eat anything your grandmother wouldn’t recognize as food.
2. Avoid foods containing ingredients you can’t pronounce.
3. Don’t eat anything that wouldn’t eventually rot.
4. Avoid food products that carry health claims.
5. Shop the peripheries of the supermarket; stay out of the middle.
6. Better yet, buy food somewhere else: the farmer’s market or CSA.
7. Pay more, eat less.
8. Eat a wide diversity of species.
9. Eat food from animals that eat grass.
10. Cook and, if you can, grow some of your own food.
11. Eat meals and eat them only at tables.
12. Eat deliberately, with other people whenever possible, and always with pleasure.
Don't eat anything my grandmother wouldn't recognize as food? Let's see....Grandma Redder died in 1900, and Grandma Dwyer died in 1926--both long before I was born.
Grandma Redder in all likelihood ate only rye bread, potatoes (especially potato pancakes, which were a regional specialty, and which my mother as an adult loved and made often), cheese, ham, beef (when a cow died), cabbage, onions, and apples. She probably drank tea and beer. I don't know what else they ate in northern Germany at the end of the 19th century. My grandparents were frugal (they sold all the butter instead of eating it themselves), and after Grandma's early death, Grandpa managed to scrape together enough $$ to bring him and all the children to the U.S. in 1903.
Grandma Dwyer probably had all this plus (I used to have one of Grandpa's shopping lists) coffee, bacon, white bread, soda bread, cakes and pies of some kind, ice cream, and wild game and fish. She may have had cherries and berries in season, too. I don't know if she ever had a garden in her back yard, as that was devoted to pens for Grandpa's live decoys and hunting dogs.