Reading Michael Pollan’s latest in the June 10 issue of the New York Review of Books, you’d think it marched out the front door, leaving slotted spoon behind, to find a female lover and a consciousness-raising meeting with extra space. Hey! Why is that pot roast burning a bra?
But is feminism at fault? Can working moms just not be bothered to throw down in the kitchen these days?
As Anna Clark points out over on Salon’s Broadsheet, Pollan tends to blame second-wave feminism for the death of home cookin’, the rise of fast food and the undermining of democracy. Clark quotes Pollan on Janet A. Flammang’s book The Taste of Civilization: Food, Politics, and Civil Society.
In a challenge to second-wave feminists who urged women to get out of the kitchen, Flammang suggests that by denigrating “foodwork” — everything involved in putting meals on the family table — we have unthinkingly wrecked one of the nurseries of democracy: the family meal.
Mothers refused the demeaning task of dicing onions, the argument goes, so children were no longer tucking into fresh baked dinner rolls, veggie-dense stews and warm bubbling cobblers — while also engaging their elders about the issues of the day. Instead, they were plopped in front of the TV, foiled dinners on their laps. Eventually, they scarfed down burritos in the car. All so mom could get off on being equal! Full article here