Week #2: Due Monday, February 13th
Through this weeks blog assignment I
have learned a few new things about food customs in Costa Rica, and especially
in my family. When I asked them about
their “native” foods they responded with many answers similar to last weeks
questions like gallo pinto and aguadulce, but they also went on to include some
of the foods that they grow here like many tropical fruits. They said that there were many different
things that grow locally here and that is what make their food so good.
As far as the customs related to
food, I learned most of them by watching the way that they eat and participate
in meals. In my family I have never
eaten alone. We always sit down and eat
together, and even when I have other dinner plans I join them in the living
room as they eat, and I am still offered food.
As far as lunch and breakfast go, my family does not usually get to eat
together. I know that for breakfast my
mom makes everyone their own personal plates, as they are getting ready. So on some days I begin my breakfast as my
dad finishes his, and my oldest sister sometimes begins hers as I finish mine. While my youngest sister eats before most of
us are awake with the exception of my mom and sometimes my dad. My mom told me that during the day whoever is
at home will eat together, but it is usually a smaller more informal meal. At breakfast, because we eat at different
times, our plates are prepared in the kitchen and served to us
individually. As for dinner though all
of the food is placed in the middle of the table, we say a blessing, and then
we serve ourselves.
One other food related custom that I
have noticed in my family is my sister’s involvement in the preparation of the
meal. Some nights they just set the
table, and other nights they prepare the whole meal giving their mother a
break. This is such a neat things to me
because it is a lot like it was in my home in the U.S when I was younger. If I was home I always assisted my Momma with
dinner in some way. I hope that by the
end of my stay here I am able to help in the preparation of our meals, but for
now I am lucky if they let me walk my own dirty plate to the sink.
I also have noticed that my family
structures their day around eating, or at least around eating supper. They will wait until everyone is home, except
when the dad has to work really late, before they begin the meal, and they wait
for everyone to come to the table before they serve themselves. It is really neat to me that they hold such
importance in their family meals. I know
that in the south this is a custom that you may find in the U.S., whereas we
had family meals every night for the majority of my life, but it is not as
common as I feel it is here. Even with
breakfast I am lucky if I grab a granola bar in the U.S., but here my mom does
not let anyone leave without a nice, filling, sit down breakfast. They see it as the only way to start a
day. I have also noticed that in my Tica
home, dinner is one of the only times of the day where everyone is just
together. They talk and joke and catch
up on each other. It is truly awesome to
see how food, and their customs for it, brings them closer even if it is just
for that one hour out of the day.
Just after two weeks in Costa Rica I
have already learned so many new things about the food customs in the
country. I have also learned, maybe more
importantly, that their food customs are their cultural customs as well. It is a amazing thing to experience, and I am
so glad that I get the chance to experience it.
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