A sign for our times
Feb. 6th, 2006 10:52 amEven though I wasn't searching for it, I have discovered something that is truly symbolic of the time in which we live. It's not something you'd ordinarily notice, but it sums up everything about our current lifestyle. It silently tells us who we are and how we face life. It reveals personalities and defines character.
It's margarine.
For a while there, I used to claim that I didn't notice the difference between margarine and butter. And it was true - it all tasted like yellow pasty stuff that you spread on bread to stop its being so dry in sandwiches to me. It was always soft and it was inoffensive. In short, it seemed the way to go.
This all changed when my Timothy brought home some "spreadable" butter from the supermarket in order to make garlic bread. The garlic bread was inordinately successful and I afterwards used the leftovers for my sandwiches the next day. When I bit into said sandwiches, I suddenly realised that I could tell the difference between margarine and butter... and I liked butter more. Much, much more.
Accordingly, when the "spreadable" butter ran out, we bought plain old ordinary butter instead of margarine. This morning, as we waited for our crumpets and muffins to toast, my Timothy brought up the issue of the butter's rather solid state and waxed lyrical about margarine's more easy-going, spreadable nature. I, meanwhile, set about scraping off as much butter as possible before the various toasting items were ready.
That's when it struck me: we're a margarine society. We want things quickly and easily and we want them now. We'd rather have a tasteless, yellow mush on our toast because it spreads straight from the fridge. We'd rather have ease than the delightful taste of butter, just because it takes a bit of effort to encourage the butter to make the journey to your muffin in the morning.
I have to admit, I am a bit of a margarine person but as I watched the curls of butter appear on my knife this morning, I realised that I wanted to be a butter person. I want to put a bit of effort in for a greater reward. This is quite unlike me - I'm usually the laziest person around. But now I have the taste for butter and I want more. If a little effort is rewarded with the simple pleasure of butter, I wonder what rewards would await an even greater effort?
All I know is that it's worth it - my muffin tasted much more delicious than it would have with margarine.
It's margarine.
For a while there, I used to claim that I didn't notice the difference between margarine and butter. And it was true - it all tasted like yellow pasty stuff that you spread on bread to stop its being so dry in sandwiches to me. It was always soft and it was inoffensive. In short, it seemed the way to go.
This all changed when my Timothy brought home some "spreadable" butter from the supermarket in order to make garlic bread. The garlic bread was inordinately successful and I afterwards used the leftovers for my sandwiches the next day. When I bit into said sandwiches, I suddenly realised that I could tell the difference between margarine and butter... and I liked butter more. Much, much more.
Accordingly, when the "spreadable" butter ran out, we bought plain old ordinary butter instead of margarine. This morning, as we waited for our crumpets and muffins to toast, my Timothy brought up the issue of the butter's rather solid state and waxed lyrical about margarine's more easy-going, spreadable nature. I, meanwhile, set about scraping off as much butter as possible before the various toasting items were ready.
That's when it struck me: we're a margarine society. We want things quickly and easily and we want them now. We'd rather have a tasteless, yellow mush on our toast because it spreads straight from the fridge. We'd rather have ease than the delightful taste of butter, just because it takes a bit of effort to encourage the butter to make the journey to your muffin in the morning.
I have to admit, I am a bit of a margarine person but as I watched the curls of butter appear on my knife this morning, I realised that I wanted to be a butter person. I want to put a bit of effort in for a greater reward. This is quite unlike me - I'm usually the laziest person around. But now I have the taste for butter and I want more. If a little effort is rewarded with the simple pleasure of butter, I wonder what rewards would await an even greater effort?
All I know is that it's worth it - my muffin tasted much more delicious than it would have with margarine.
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on 2006-02-06 12:15 am (UTC)I'm a butter girl who thinks she should eat margarine because it's 'healthier' but really probably eats it becuase it's easy and quick. Butter takes thought - if you leave it out so it spreads easily, it goes off quicker and you have to watch the temperature so it doesn't run and then solidify again. However if you leave it in the fridge, you end up hacking at your toast with it in lumps and end up with segments andcrumbs. Butter requires a relationship. It's all about timing but worth the effort in the end.
Margarine is bland, boring, easy and predictable - bit like modern life.
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on 2006-02-06 12:25 am (UTC)The trick with butter is not to put it in the fridge, but a cool place. Not always the best thing to do in summer in Australia, but that is what you're supposed to do... i think. Makes it so it's soft when you want to use it. And with toast, you cut off a small bit (like cheese, only smaller) and let it melt over the bread instead of spreading it.
Did you know in the US the marge is white? It's got so much fat in it that the stuff is white. I was watching a few American ads and i thought they were talking about something completely different when they were spreading muffins with this white stuff. then my mother pointed out it was that way their marge is. Spreadable fat. *shudders*
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on 2006-02-06 12:37 am (UTC)I'm a butter girl, though when I lived at home I was a marge girl. We get the spreadable western star butter (not the super spreadable, which I think is half butter half marge), and it's all in how you spread it ;) The taste difference really is noticeable, though, isn't it?
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on 2006-02-06 12:39 am (UTC)good observation none the less :)
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on 2006-02-06 12:59 am (UTC)As for your point, I think you're dead on
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on 2006-02-06 01:02 am (UTC)I've always been a butter girl myself, although I wasn't really fussy until year 11 Chemistry when our science teacher told us that margarine was just fat/oils with Hydrogen bubbled through to solidify it. That put me off a bit. And unless the margarine container proudly proclaims a lack of trans-fatty acids then I'm not touching it.
Also, like you said, it tastes blah.
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on 2006-02-06 01:26 am (UTC)My relationship with this wonderfully creamy substance goes back to about grade four in primary school where we were given a glass jar with a lid, to which a generous amount of cream had been added and we had to shake it in turns until butter formed.
I was so fascinated by this process I demanded we give up margarine and we haven't given it up since.
If you ever want to be turned off mass produced food I recommend reading 'Fast Food Nation' by Eric Schlosser - you will never look at margarine or a french fry the same way again!
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on 2006-02-06 01:28 am (UTC)I mean we haven't given up butter since.
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on 2006-02-06 02:37 am (UTC)but marge has trans fats which are apparently worse...
I avoid the issue. I go with dry bread. :)
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on 2006-02-06 03:06 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-02-06 03:10 am (UTC)please, please, please may I use that icon? it's the funniest thing I've seen in a good long time and I love it! It also reminds me of a misheard lyric I read on a database once: the song was Simon & Garfunkle's 'America' and the line was "Captain Picard on the New Jersey Turnpike..."
::falls over::
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on 2006-02-06 06:15 am (UTC)Huzzah for your mum's bread tasting delicious! Does she use mixes or does she have a secret recipe?
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on 2006-02-06 06:20 am (UTC)And you know, melted butter is incredibly helpful. Much easier to spread on bread, for a start. :)
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on 2006-02-06 08:52 am (UTC)My parents still eat margarine but that's more for health reasons than anything else. I think if my mother wasn't worried about the health thing she would eat butter instead, but then she grew up on a dairy farm, so what do you expect.
..sorry, I'm ranting. Too tired.
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on 2006-02-06 10:59 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-02-06 11:00 am (UTC)Feel free to rant whenever you like. :)
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on 2006-02-06 12:49 pm (UTC)So does this make me an honourary annoying helper monkey? ;-P
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on 2006-02-06 09:00 pm (UTC)I think I'm also a butter gal, my dear. And quite frankly, a cranberry-walnut roll just doesn't taste the same without it. =3
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on 2006-02-06 10:01 pm (UTC)That cranberry-walnut roll sounds plendiferous.