Our food is better than ever. So why do we worry so much about what
we eat? An emerging psychology of food reveals that when we swap sit-down
for take-out, we cut our emotional ties to the table and food ends up
fueling our worst fears. Call it spiritual anorexia.
Early in the 1900s, as America struggled to digest yet another wave
of immigrants, a social worker paid a visit to an Italian family recently
settled in Boston. In most ways, the newcomers seemed to have taken to
their new home, language, and culture. There was, however, one troubling
sign. "Still eating spaghetti," the social worker noted. "Not yet
assimilated." Absurd as that conclusion seems now--especially in this era
of pasta--it aptly illustrates our long-standing faith in a link between
eating and identity. Anxious to Americanize immigrants quickly, U.S.
officials saw food as a critical psychological bridge between newcomers
and their old culture and as a barrier to assimilation.
Many immigrants, for example, did not share Americans' faith in
large, hearty breakfasts, preferring bread and coffee. Worse, they used
garlic and other spices, and mixed their foods, often preparing an entire
meal in a single pot. Break these habits, get them to eat like
Americans--to partake in the meat heavy, superabundant U.S. diet--and,
the theory confidently held, you'd have them thinking, acting, and
feeling like Americans in no time.
A century later, the link between what we eat and who we are is not
nearly so simple. Gone is the notion of a correct American cuisine.
Ethnic is permanently in, and the national taste runs from the red-hot
spices of South America to the piquancy of Asia. U.S. eaters are in fact
inundated by choice--in cuisines, cookbooks, gourmet magazines,
restaurants, and, of course, in food itself. Visitors are still struck
dumb by the abundance of our supermarkets: the myriad meats, year-round
bonanza of fresh fruits and vegetables, and, above all, the
variety--dozens of kinds of apples, lettuces, pastas, soups, sauces,
breads, gourmet meats, soft-drinks, desserts, condiments. Salad dressings
alone can take up several yards of shelf space. All told, our national
supermarket boasts some 40,000 food items, and, on average, adds 43 new
ones a day--everything from fresh pastas to microwavable
fish-sticks.
Yet if the idea of a correct American cuisine is fading, so, too,
is much of that earlier confidence we had in our food. For all our
abundance, for all the time we spend talking and thinking about food (we
now have a cooking channel and the TV Food Network, with celebrity
interviews and a game show), our feelings for this necessity of
necessities are oddly mixed. The fact is, Americans worry about food--not
whether we can get enough, but whether we are eating too much. Or whether
what we eat is safe. Or whether it causes diseases, promotes brain
longevity, has antioxidants, or too much fat, or not enough of the right
fat. Or contributes to some environmental injustice. Or is a breeding
ground for lethal microbes. "We are a society obsessed with the harmful
effects of eating," grouses Paul Rozin, Ph.D., professor of psychology at
the University of Pennsylvania and a pioneer in the study of why we eat
the things we eat. "We've managed to turn our feelings about making and
eating food--one of our most basic, important, and meaningful
pleasures--into ambivalence."
Rozin and his colleagues aren't just talking here about our
frighteningly high rates of eating disorders and obesity. These days,
even normal American eaters are often culinary Sybils, by turns
approaching and avoiding food, obsessing over and negotiating (with
themselves) what they can and can't have--generally carrying on in ways
that would have flabbergasted our ancestors. It's the gastronomic
equivalent of too much time on our hands.
Liberated from the "nutritional imperative," we've become free to
write our own culinary agendas--to eat for health, fashion, politics, or
many other objectives--in effect, to use our food in ways that often have
nothing to do with physiology or nutrition. "We love with it, reward and
punish ourselves with it, use it as a religion," says Chris Wolf, of
Noble & Associates, a Chicago-based food marketing consultancy. "In
the movie Steel Magnolias, somebody says that what separates us from the
animals is our ability to accessorize. Well, we accessorize with
food."
One of the ironies regarding what we eat--our psychology of
food--is that the more we use food, the less we seem to understand it.
Inundated by competing scientific claims, buffeted by conflicting agendas
and desires, many of us simply wander from trend to trend, or fear to
fear, with little idea of what we're seeking, and almost no certainty
that it will make us happier or healthier. Our entire culture "has an
eating disorder," argues Joan Gussow, Ed.D., professor emeritus of
nutrition and education at Teachers College, Columbia University. "We are
more detached from our food than at any time in history."
Beyond clinical eating disorders, the study of why people eat what
they eat remains so uncommon that Rozin can count his peers on two hands.
Yet for most of us, the idea of an emotional link between eating and
being is as familiar as, well, food itself. For eating is the most basic
interaction we have with the outside world, and the most intimate. Food
itself is almost the physical embodiment of emotional and social forces:
the object of our strongest desire; the basis of our oldest memories and
earliest relationships.
Lessons from Lunch
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