Food is the most basic and simple concept out there. We all have to eat no matter what. We all chow down regardless of creed colour shoe size OS (android vs apple) blah de blah. I’ve been obsessed with food since I was in single digits. It took me out of my somewhat crappy childhood and plonked me down in a place where I was the ch(i)ef. With everything going on in my life right now the most zen-like moment is when I’m cooking, which is like everyday. I zone out and everything is all right with the world. When I’m on the road I miss it something chronic. My heart was captured by food a long way back.
The problem for me with the image of food is that it’s been hijacked by a bunch of media tossers who have a vested interest in making it complicated or making it a competition. It’s neither of these. The main reason for this is that they have their gravy-train-riding ‘celebrity chefs’ (with the exception of Jamie Oliver who has his heart in the right place) who need to be rammed down our throats at every opportunity, and on top of this we’ve got a very small minority of ‘foodies’ who are just as guilty as the media scum when it comes to what they are doing with food. They like to make it complicated. They like to dress it up as a science or an art. They like to have this one-upmanship. This is all bollocks. Food is just food. It’s something you eat and enjoy and have a primeval connection with when you taste something special.
I’m not saying food can’t be fancy-schmancy or presented in a beautiful way. I love it when something explodes in my mouth (don’t be dirty) and I’m like what the fuck was that? I love it when I look at the plate and it’s a beautiful sight and then its nom nom nom – all gone! But its just food; it’s not rocket science and this is perhaps why its engrained in my life. Its something I can get my head around. I’ll leave you with a shot I took of how the Jamaican street food staple of rice and peas and jerk chicken could look all uptown top ranking.