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Wednesday, 5 June 2013
School Dinners (they probably meant 'lunches').
In recent times, Jamie Oliver (an English chef; above), has made it his mission to improve the quality of lunchtime food in the UK's schools.
Out went Turkey-Twizzlers (preformed industrial gunge, based on Turkey waste products combined with chemicals and extenders), and in came fruit, salad, and simple well-prepared grub.
However, he had his problems. Some of the parental hoi-poloi revolted; they insisted that their children eat gunge and chips whatever, and they made their feelings known. They were even to be seen handing bags of chips through the school railings at lunch-time, rather than have their precious offspring eat anything 'healthy'. Frankly I think if that's what they really wanted, then they should have had it; and bugger the health and obesity consequences.
Regardless of the food itself, if I'd been given one of those red or green plastic sectioned trays (above) to eat from, at any time of day; I'd have thrown it at someone!!!
I seem to have been lucky in the school food stakes, our school dining hall was superb. We dined in a magnificent 14th Century Tithe barn (below), and had a Belgian chef who, when doing his daily be-toqued tour of our tables (as if in a high class restaurant) always asked if his dishes were up to standard. The answer was predictably 'yes'.
When the subject of school meals is raised in polite conversation, I usually find myself to be a lone voice. I ate extremely well at school, and find this whole subject quite sad. There's nothing difficult, or even necessarily expensive, about good food; it just takes a certain amount of knowledge, care, and attention.
Maybe Jamie O would have been wiser to concentrate on that aspect of food preparation, rather than try to impose a massive change of diet. I wonder how his food revolution is holding-up, and if Turkey-Twizzlers are back on the menu?
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
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I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!