rabble columns

Heather Mallick is so dead on sometimes that it amazes me. Here is a particularly witty portion of her most recent column on rabble!

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Fuel vs fun

CBC's The Current this week pointed out that food is completely egalitarian. Even the poorest human can cook, understand and appreciate food. Yet we of relative wealth in the West are positively deranged on the subject.

We — and that includes the media as well as the guy in the next cubicle — view food as an enemy, a rapist waiting to creep out of the closet and enter our body.

We discuss our “relationship with food” with a straight face. You no more have a relationship with food than you have a relationship with your tie or your Q-Tip. They are by definition inert. Food is similarly insentient. It is essential; we are engines and food is gasoline. I regarded this as entirely true until I visited France and my husband became a brilliant home cook. I then realized that food is one of the great pleasures, after sex and loving your children and thinking of Conrad Black eating mashed fish in the mess hall with affectionate cellmate Sneggy Bloods.