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Here Ends the Eating

In Family Life on May 13, 2011 at 8:39 pm

I think I’ve figured out why Americans eat so much.  We used to have small kitchens that were rooms all by themselves.  They had doors.  No one was allowed to just wander in and happen upon food they didn’t need or really want.  If children came into the kitchen, they would get a chore to do.  So they stayed out and mom got an hour alone without hassle.  Dad came home, sat down and ate whatever he was given.  I can’t imagine my dad coming home from work and fixing himself a piece of bread slathered with butter and whatever meat and cheese he found in the fridge.  He sat down and ate what was on offer and then he played with the kids or read the newspaper or watched Laugh In.  The kitchen was a big mystery to him and he liked it that way.  And mom liked being able to close the door and leave the mess behind so she could enjoy dinner with the family too.

My Dream Kitchen ("Stay Out")

Ok, my childhood kitchen didn’t look like the kitchen in the picture, but it wasn’t very fancy and you sure wouldn’t invite guests to come in to chat during a party.  Now we have eating palaces within our subdivision homes.  Shrines to food.  We say they are open plan so we can all share in the cooking and good times.  Maybe for the first year of your marriage.  Or maybe until the kids are born.  Then moms (working moms and stay at home moms) do all the cooking and no one chats with her except to ask when dinner will be ready.  They can see the food.  They can smell the food.  Food food food.  They want it now!  Out of sight, out of mind though.  My boys can go for 7 hours straight at the local roller coaster park with no food.  Why are they so starving at home when the dinner has only 10 minutes more to cook?  Because they can see it.

Open "Anytime" Plan

And as for parties, how can I pretend that I made the catered food myself if everyone is up in my face in the kitchen?  I want to come swirling out of the kitchen with hot delicious food and have everyone wonder how I manage so well.  So I will propose that we turn our “bonus room” or spare bedroom into the new kitchen and turn the kitchen into the exercise gym.  And when dinner is over, it is over.  THE KITCHEN IS CLOSED is the sign I will put on the (shut) door.  Here ends the eating.