Don’t be smug about it though. Cooking might seem like an innate ability if you were raised with it but intergenerational poverty is associated with a lack of education about things like this and also a lack of access to quality food.
If you’re time poor from working shifts or multiple jobs
If due to social class or race or intergenerational poverty you lacked an education about food
If contemporary race and social class segregation means you live in a “food desert” that simply doesn’t sell fresh produce
Have empathy. Obviously this person is suffering and needs help.
I used to cook every day. It was one of my favorite hobbies.
But then about two years ago my life started falling apart. Between divorce and a couple moves I’m barely making ends meet, in the cheapest apartment I could find (a one bedroom that I split with someone else.)
The kitchen is so tiny, the refrigerator doesn’t even open all the way. I barely have any counter space, and with a longer commute (and lots of overtime) I barely have time/energy anymore to cook. Plus, I don’t have a dishwasher anymore, so cleanup takes a lot longer.
I want to cook. But fuck, it’s so much harder to do now. I never realized how much I took cooking for granted, back when I had money.
Don’t be smug about it though. Cooking might seem like an innate ability if you were raised with it but intergenerational poverty is associated with a lack of education about things like this and also a lack of access to quality food.
If you’re time poor from working shifts or multiple jobs
If due to social class or race or intergenerational poverty you lacked an education about food
If contemporary race and social class segregation means you live in a “food desert” that simply doesn’t sell fresh produce
Have empathy. Obviously this person is suffering and needs help.
I used to cook every day. It was one of my favorite hobbies.
But then about two years ago my life started falling apart. Between divorce and a couple moves I’m barely making ends meet, in the cheapest apartment I could find (a one bedroom that I split with someone else.)
The kitchen is so tiny, the refrigerator doesn’t even open all the way. I barely have any counter space, and with a longer commute (and lots of overtime) I barely have time/energy anymore to cook. Plus, I don’t have a dishwasher anymore, so cleanup takes a lot longer.
I want to cook. But fuck, it’s so much harder to do now. I never realized how much I took cooking for granted, back when I had money.