The Rhetoric of Food

When I first heard the phrase “rhetoric of food,” nothing came to mind. It sounded very intellectual but was essentially void of meaning for me. After spending a semester studying this very topic, I have a better understanding of what the rhetoric of food means.

Rhetoric, simply, is the art of persuasive communication. This was my starting block for understanding the rhetoric of food. Through our class discussions, readings, and writing projects, I now approach a piece of writing differently. When I read a recipe, there is much to consider. Who is the author? Who is the audience? Where is this author coming from? What’s his or her religion, ethnicity, cultural upbringing? What is the author’s goal in writing? All of these questions drastically affect writing and they all play in to the rhetoric of writing.

When I now think of the rhetoric of food, I think about the discourse surrounding food; I think of the multitude of elements that vie for influence in a story; I think of the layers of meaning underneath the simple words on a page. The rhetoric of food is not a vague concept but the meaning infused in every piece of writing.

To Put on Your Reading List

Reading about food is almost as enjoyable as eating food. I never realized how often I click on food-related articles all day long until I took this class. I usually have several food tabs open, waiting until the end of the day when I have time to peruse what caught my fancy throughout the day. Here are two articles that have wandered through my brain time and again since originally reading them. Add them to your food-reading tab queue; they’re worth it!

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Jerusalem  on a Plate: Identity, Tradition, and Ownership by Yotam Ottolenghi 

My mental image of the Middle East is often limited to what I see on the news, which leaves me with a very color-neutral, war-torn, depressing image. When my parents traveled to Jerusalem earlier this year, I was so surprised by their pictures. The city looked like a tropical oasis with vibrant nearby seas, lush nature, and an array of colorful, unique architecture. Reading this article confirmed this latter description of the holy city. I appreciated Yotam Ottolenghi’s perspective and approach to both food and his city of heritage. His rich descriptions of childhood memories as a Jew in Jerusalem parallel that of his friend (and co-author of a Jerusalem cookbook) who grew up muslim in the same city. He focuses on commonalities in the article and describes cultural traditions and experiences relating to food. He leaves out politics, offering readers a refreshing chance to learn more about a city and culture that is often only viewed through the lens of religion and politics.

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Tea Tuesday: Meet the Chai Wallahs of India by Layla Eplett 

I found this article while researching chai. Chai is a rich tea (and the word also means tea) that can be found on every corner in India where it is peddled by “chai wallahs.” This NPR article explores the world of chai wallahs through the eyes of Resham Gellatly and Zach Marks. Gellatly and Marks are journalists who set out on an eight month journey to travel through India and meet the country’s wallahs. This article is peppered with large, high-quality pictures paired with brief stories and quotes. The photojournalism enhances the article’s focus and invites readers to take a journey alongside the journalists to learn about the nation’s favorite drink.

Chai 101

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I first experienced chai in 10th grade. I was visiting my friend Michaela in Germany and we ducked into a Starbucks to escape the chilly weather. It was my first time in a Starbucks and I didn’t know where to begin. Did I want small, or a tall? Were they the same thing? Because tall doesn’t sound very small. My mind hadn’t even begun to process the crowded menu.

Thankfully, my friend ordered for me and placed a chai latte in my hands. I took one sip and knew I had a favorite drink. In a world of coffee drinkers, I had found my place. Chai tasted like Christmas in a cup and warmed me from my head to my toes.

Since then, I have tried chai lattes in countless coffee shops in countless cities. I have found though, I don’t actually know that much about my beloved tea. I know which coffee shops in Austin have the best, worst, cheapest, and most expensive chai but I don’t know the history behind the drink or what spices make chai, chai. So this is my “Chai 101,” a brief look at the history and Westernization of my favorite drink plus recipes and other tidbits. Pour yourself a cup of chai and enjoy!

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crêpes + cinnamon sugar peaches

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Crêpes evoke Parisian cafes and French accents, but I first learned how to cook the French pancakes in an Italian middle school.

My family moved to Florence when I was going into 6th grade and my brother and I both enrolled in Italian public schools. My middle school building was covered in graffiti and the maps in our classrooms still included the USSR. I remember walking in on the first day, tearfully departing from my dad and sticking out like a sore thumb. Soon, though, the intimidating building became more familiar and comfortable.

I’m sure at the urging of my mom, I took an after school cooking class one semester to improve my language skills and make friends. We met in the school’s dusty basement, cluttered with boxes and boxes of records, tests, and other documents that probably should not have been tossed in a basement. At the back of the room, a small, rudimentary kitchen provided the space for our culinary adventures.

We learned all the staples of the Italian diet, from pasta dough to margherita pizzas. Our teacher taught from her own experience, often forsaking written recipes. I did my best to follow along but my Italian cooking vocabulary was rusty, at best. When the class ended, I did not have much to show for it, except for one dish: crêpes.

I immediately wrote down what I remembered doing in class that day and began tinkering with the recipe, determined to translate the fluid movements of my teacher into a structured recipe I could copy. Unlike their cousin, the pancake, crêpes are almost paper-thin and are eaten folded up, like a delicate sandwich. It can seem like an intimidating dish, but I’ve found it to actually be simple and quick, an easy feather in your culinary cap.

For the past seven years, I’ve been following my middle school recipe but have learned how to feel out the best crêpes. Sometimes, more milk is necessary. Often, I add extra flour, a dash of cinnamon, or a sprinkle of garlic. crêpes are endlessly versatile and will be a welcoming friend for any meal, any season, or any appetite.

Last summer, I returned to Italy for the first time since we left. I spent ten weeks in Florence, living by myself and working for a local English-speaking news magazine. Toward the end of the summer, when my budget was low and groceries were not a priority, I discovered I had all I needed: one egg, some flour, a little bit of milk, and a smidge of butter. Plus one peach. I would come home from work, wait for the July heat to simmer away in the evening, and eat crêpes with fresh peaches and a jar of Nutella in hand’s reach.

This is my twist on that beloved summer recipe. When I think of crêpes, I’m taken back to the hills of Tuscany and sweet summer evenings. While I opted for a sweet crepe in this recipe, the options are endless. Add different fruits, experiment with adding cheeses, smooth pesto on top, toss in all kinds of spices. This recipe is the most basic crêpe recipe you will probably find, the perfect blank canvas for your cooking whimsy.

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Cook time is 20 minutes. Makes 5 crêpes. Cinnamon sugar baked peaches adapted from I Heart Naptime

Ingredients

For the crêpes:

1/2 cup flour

1/3 cup milk

one egg

1 1/2 tablespoons butter

For the peaches:

2 peaches

2 tablespoons brown sugar

1 teaspoon cinnamon

1/2 tablespoon butter

Instructions 

For the crêpes:

1. Mix the flour and milk until there are no lumps and the consistency is on the runny side. When you pour the mixture, it should pour easily and quickly.

2. Next, whisk in an egg until it’s completely blended with the flour and milk mixture.

3. Finally, soften butter in the microwave before mixing it in with the other ingredients.

4. If you want to add any spices, do so now. For savory crêpes, I like to add a pinch of salt or garlic. With sweet crêpes, try cinnamon, a splash of vanilla, or a sprinkle of sugar.

5. Keep the stove on medium to low heat. Crepes cook quickly, so keep everything close to the stove so you can easily transfer food from the stove to a plate. If you don’t have a crepe pan, any large pan will do.

6. Pour medium amounts of batter into the pan for each crêpe. If you don’t have any tools for spreading out the batter, take the pan off the stove and move it up and down until the batter has spread out, covering as much surface as possible.

7. Let it cook for several seconds until the batter darkens and starts to bubble. Flip it over, let it cook for a few more seconds, then slide it onto a plate. 

For the peaches:

1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Ideally, let the peaches bake while you cook the crepes on the stove.

2. Slice your peaches into large slices.

3. Lay them out on a cookie sheet or in an oven-safe dish. Place a small pat of butter on each slice.

4. Mix the brown sugar and cinnamon in a small bowl then sprinkle the mixture generously on each peach.

5. Bake for 8 to 10 minutes.

I highly recommend topping off the dish with a healthy amount of Nutella drizzled on top. Originally published on courtneyrunn.wordpress.com