Cuban family picking fruit.
Cubans drinking guarapo, a refreshing drink made from sugar cane. I am a Cuban now living in Australia, and emigrating here changed my thoughts on everything I knew. One of those things is food.
I could not find my Cuban rice and beans and I did not know how to cook them if I found them, so I was in deep trouble. Initially I did not like any of the Australian flavours. Luckily after starving for two months I managed to enjoy the sweet and spiced Australian food.
My first trip to Woolworths was mind blowing; my eyes must have been wide open because I could not believe what I saw: apple and banana mountains. I had never seen anything like that in my life before and I was not expecting it, such a variety of beautiful fresh food.
In Australia it is very common to gather around food and wine to taste the innovative combination of flavours while you enjoy the company of friends and loved ones. So this represents a positive experience. With this in mind Australians build their homes paying special attention to their kitchens. Their kitchens are made spacious, with lots of storage, open, and basically to cook and share with family and friends.
Now I am very passionate about food, and enjoy nothing more than spending an afternoon planning recipes and cooking. I have learnt to appreciate fresh produce, ingredients of great variety, spices and flavours from the Asian cuisines.
My new interest in food is very hard for my family in Cuba to understand. They have never experienced anything like what we have here .It is a very different approach. Like here we have hundreds of TV cooking programs, Cuban TV has not shown a cooking program since the early nineties. After the ex Soviet Union disintegration we had a food crisis, which remains to this day.
For some years cooking in Cuba was a very stressful thing, there was no food to cook or petrol for the stove, so women had to use charcoal which had drawbacks, it tinted our houses roof and walls black. Cuban women’s fingernails were tinted black too.
Those were the years when cornmeal replaced our traditional rice and beans on our plates everyday. Often there was no electricity and we had to take a piece of paper to the neighbor cooking with charcoal to be able to light our charcoal as there was a lack of matches too. If raining this was a challenging task.
So the Cuban approach to food is not pleasurable, it is food to fill you up and provide you with sufficient energy. Cuban kitchens are a closed small area, poorly illuminated and not enough benchtop space. Cubans do not have enough food to share so their kitchens are a reflection of this problem. The kitchens are very hot, with no air conditioning in a tropical climate.
My Australian husband noticed that some Cubans do not sit at the table to eat, they prefer to eat sitting on the floor in a corridor where some fresh air flows and the concrete floor is cooler.
I rarely saw men cooking or helping their wives in the kitchen and women there see cooking as demeaning. They dream of a day not having to cook and instead having prepackaged food where only a re heat is needed; the type of food I have learned is a poor nutritional choice. They would be better of with beans but they dislike spending time in their kitchens.
It was not always like this in Cuba, there is a recipe book written by a Cuban emigrant “Memories of a Cuban kitchen” by Mary Urrutia, where I learnt how people lived before 1959 and I was very surprised to find similarities of lifestyles in Cuba at that time and in Australia now. There were restaurants, beach houses and similar supermarkets to Woolworths at that time popularly called “Ten Cents”.
Today Cuba has lost a lot of its culinary heritage, a country where it is virtually impossible to find a cooking book or a recipe. To find Cuban recipes you must search recipes written by the Cubans that emigrated to the U.S. I find this terribly sad for a nation.
I could not find my Cuban rice and beans and I did not know how to cook them if I found them, so I was in deep trouble. Initially I did not like any of the Australian flavours. Luckily after starving for two months I managed to enjoy the sweet and spiced Australian food.
My first trip to Woolworths was mind blowing; my eyes must have been wide open because I could not believe what I saw: apple and banana mountains. I had never seen anything like that in my life before and I was not expecting it, such a variety of beautiful fresh food.
In Australia it is very common to gather around food and wine to taste the innovative combination of flavours while you enjoy the company of friends and loved ones. So this represents a positive experience. With this in mind Australians build their homes paying special attention to their kitchens. Their kitchens are made spacious, with lots of storage, open, and basically to cook and share with family and friends.
Now I am very passionate about food, and enjoy nothing more than spending an afternoon planning recipes and cooking. I have learnt to appreciate fresh produce, ingredients of great variety, spices and flavours from the Asian cuisines.
My new interest in food is very hard for my family in Cuba to understand. They have never experienced anything like what we have here .It is a very different approach. Like here we have hundreds of TV cooking programs, Cuban TV has not shown a cooking program since the early nineties. After the ex Soviet Union disintegration we had a food crisis, which remains to this day.
For some years cooking in Cuba was a very stressful thing, there was no food to cook or petrol for the stove, so women had to use charcoal which had drawbacks, it tinted our houses roof and walls black. Cuban women’s fingernails were tinted black too.
Those were the years when cornmeal replaced our traditional rice and beans on our plates everyday. Often there was no electricity and we had to take a piece of paper to the neighbor cooking with charcoal to be able to light our charcoal as there was a lack of matches too. If raining this was a challenging task.
So the Cuban approach to food is not pleasurable, it is food to fill you up and provide you with sufficient energy. Cuban kitchens are a closed small area, poorly illuminated and not enough benchtop space. Cubans do not have enough food to share so their kitchens are a reflection of this problem. The kitchens are very hot, with no air conditioning in a tropical climate.
My Australian husband noticed that some Cubans do not sit at the table to eat, they prefer to eat sitting on the floor in a corridor where some fresh air flows and the concrete floor is cooler.
I rarely saw men cooking or helping their wives in the kitchen and women there see cooking as demeaning. They dream of a day not having to cook and instead having prepackaged food where only a re heat is needed; the type of food I have learned is a poor nutritional choice. They would be better of with beans but they dislike spending time in their kitchens.
It was not always like this in Cuba, there is a recipe book written by a Cuban emigrant “Memories of a Cuban kitchen” by Mary Urrutia, where I learnt how people lived before 1959 and I was very surprised to find similarities of lifestyles in Cuba at that time and in Australia now. There were restaurants, beach houses and similar supermarkets to Woolworths at that time popularly called “Ten Cents”.
Today Cuba has lost a lot of its culinary heritage, a country where it is virtually impossible to find a cooking book or a recipe. To find Cuban recipes you must search recipes written by the Cubans that emigrated to the U.S. I find this terribly sad for a nation.
