Tuesday, 30 January 2024

Stop the Waste

Twenty minutes remained before the lunch period was over. Could we change their minds this one time? We entered. The manager, Eric, said yes. Our wish had been granted. In we went, excited to have been allowed to enter, with short notice, Mandarin style.

The hot and cold stations needed cleaning. It was near 3:00 p.m.. We were in the way, we knew. Yet here was the manager, Eric, helping us make our selections. It was Chinese New Year and our favourite foods, dim sum, were available, for another month. I was overjoyed. In no time we were seated and on our way to the hot tables.

A pot of jasmine tea had been made, ready for our enjoyment. Within a half hour we were done, having chosen a main course, soup and a dessert, the simple, yet delicious creme brulee. We left quickly, surprising the staff, after being allowed in when normally no one would have been permitted as the staff geared up for the dinner rush.

Today's visit was quick and clean. And why shouldn't it have been? Our Mr.Wiggles was alone at home. We had a deadline too. (His 14-year-old sister, Sally, had died last summer.) He loved company.  Pet owners understand. But our visit at this favourite dining spot, the Mandarin, a chain of buffet restaurants in Canada, filled an immediate need: no waiting, limitless choices at an all-inclusive price. 

In this quiet interlude, I was reminded, sadly, of other times where the freedom of choice at all-you-can-eats has become a hideous abuse of power. Decades ago, the introduction of these trendy buffets was an exciting and welcoming change in both the United States and Canada. Some chains are now slowly disappearing. I wonder why? 

It is great trying new foods prepared by trained chefs while skilled wait staff hover near us to keep our tables (and customers, too) clean and food stations - hot or cold - filled to capacity. Nowadays, it is a troubling display of excessive hoarding of food for some patrons as they endeavour to pile it on, trip after trip, to the buffet leaving troubling amounts of food on plates to be removed, discarded like trash. Why is so much taken? Our duty is simple: eat what you choose. Survey the food landscape first. Our bodies - not our eyes- tell us when we are full.

Where is the respect for all the animals who died to provide us with the most sought after proteins? Discarding overfilled plates is both costly and irresponsible! Then we order water - at no charge -  and forget to even drink it. Not nice! 

Inconsiderate behaviour, coupled with the mindless wasting of food is not what All You Can Eat is about. Bankruptcy is just around the corner for these entrepreneurs whose buffet profile for the public is backfiring big time. Arrogance is not cool!

When our sons were young, rules were set for dining out. Different restaurant profiles; different rules. Non-compliance meant a no-return policy until lessons were learned. Simple and non-negotiable. At buffets, each child chose 3 foods on their first trip, 3 on their second, but a different trio this time. Freedom to choose where food is concerned is both an aphrodisiac and a privilege!

Young children have small stomachs. Returned trips were permitted with restrictions. Desserts were permitted - if it made sense. By this time hunger was gone and intention took over. An enjoyable moment made possible by many people working, tirelessly, on our behalf, 24/7. Show respect and gratitude. It is not too much to ask.

Friday, 19 January 2024

Those Rice Krispie Squares

It's New Year's Eve day when we arrive for our special visit. I approach the kitchen wondering what is happening? Had I arrived to a podcast of “Making Rice Krispie Squares”?

Mom and dad were in the throes of this iconic, easy to follow recipe, with its modern day twist, tastier and healthier, too. Their two-year-old daughter was watching or directing. Hard to tell. A new approach involved more fat and less sweetener, a healthier fit 'cause fewer marshmallows were being incorporated.

Sugar is the nemesis in our diet, We all know it but can't escape it, at times. Why put more 'sugar' in this famous dessert than is necessary when a dollop of grass fed butter ups the taste and health factor. Organic rice cereal was being used. 

There are no rules covering baking just the will to improve when improvements make sense. Suddenly 'eyeballs' appeared, those necessary add-ins to these Rice Krispie creations. Of course, I thought, where have I been? My granddaughter needed just one more 'eyeball', she said. “Just one” 'they' replied, in unison.

I sat there on the kitchen island stool, watching this modern day discourse. And it wasn't even Hallowe'en.

Who decides to make Rice Krispie squares on New Year's Eve? They did. I was intrigued. “Would you like salami with that?”, her dad asked. “Really”? “Now what, salami?” Where did that come from? I looked at the clock. It was noon. We had arrived for lunch, I guess. I said nothing. I was simply soaking up the quiet, inquisitive exchange among the cast members of this curious family play.

Watching was more fun than questioning. It was magic on stage as the 'eyeballs' seemed to take center stage along with the salami. Then came a few questions. What was the brand of salami?. What kind of marshmallows? Some are made using pork gelatin. The Walmart brand being used had none. In this moment of learning, I wanted to know more.

Grandpa said nothing, hoping, however, that a few treats might come his way now and when we left. The biggest kid in the room was being indulged. He was, after all, his granddaughter's current favorite person. And Rice Krispie squares just happened to be there.