Note to vacationing non-Americans: while itâs true that America doesnât always have the best food culture, the food in our restaurants is really not representative of what most of us eat at home. The portions at Cheesecake Factory or IHOP are meant to be indulgent, not just âwhat Americans are used to.â
If you eat at a regular American household, during a regular meal where theyâre not going out of their way to impress guests, you probably will not be served twelve pounds of chocolate-covered cream cheese. Please bear this in mind before writing yet another âomg I canât believe American foodâ post.
Also, most American restaurant portions are 100% intended as two mealsâ worth of food. Some of my older Irish relatives still struggle with the idea that itâs not just not rude to eat half your meal and take the rest home, itâs expected. (Apparently this is somewhat of an American custom.)
Until youâre hitting the âfancy restaurantâ tier (the kind of place you go for a celebration or an anniversary date), a dinner out should generally also be lunch for the next day. Leftovers are very much the norm.
From the little time Iâve spent in Canada, this seems to be the case up there as well.
the portions in family restaurants (as opposed to haute cuisine types) are designed so that no one goes away hungry.
volume IS very much a part of the american hospitality tradition, and Nobody Leaves Hungry is important. but you have to recognize that itâs not how we cook for ourselves, itâs how we welcome guests and strengthen community ties.
so in order to give you a celebratory experience and make you feel welcomed, family restaurants make the portions big enough that even if youâre a teenage boy celebrating a hard win on the basketball court, youâre still going to be comfortably full when you leave.
of course, that means that for your average person with a sit-down job, who ate a decent lunch that day, itâs twice as much as they want or more. thatâs ok. as mentioned above, taking home leftovers is absolutely encouraged. that, too, is part of american hospitality tradition; itâs meant to invoke fond memories of grandma loading you down with covered dishes so you can have hearty celebration food all week. pot luck church basement get-togethers where the whole town makes sure everybody has enough. that sort of thing. itâs about sharing. itâs about celebrating Plenty.
itâs not about pigging out until you get huge. treating it that way is pretty disrespectful of our culture. and you know, contrary to what the world thinks, we do have one.
So the âdoggy bagâ thing is real?
Y-yes? Is it not overseas?
Holy shit, this is the first thing in 760 days that has made me feel more positive about America.
Not only is the doggy bag thing real, but some restaurants make it EVEN COOLER. Here in Portland, thereâs a restaurant that will literally create a foil animal sculpture with your food inside. Like. We love sending people home with leftovers So Much that we want to make them Even More Special than just eating out itself was.
Iâm dying that people donât realize doggy bags are a real thing. Even fancy restaurants treat that as normal and expected, even if one doesnât usually need one because the portions are smaller. The only fancy places that look askance at taking home leftovers are ones that are trying to be more foreign as a fashion thing.
Many restaurants have branded bags and boxes with the restaurantâs name on them.
When Americans eat crap, itâs often more about food deserts and a complete lack of reasonable public transportation than about our restaurants having insane portions.
A food desert is an area with no supermarkets or grocers where the only place that sells food is a convenience store with twinkies. Itâs very common to not live within walking distance of a place that sells ingredients. In the suburbs, itâs normal to not only live outside of reasonable walking distance of food but also for that distance to be a huge highway with nowhere youâre legally allowed to walk. From conversations with friends, this sounds relatively uncommon in most countries. Every place has some farms in the middle of nowhere, but US style suburbs arenât the norm.
Meanwhile, at least in some areas, we tend to have a lot of storage space, so itâs common to go to the supermarket only occasionally and stock up for the week/month with things that will keep. Weâre not usually buying 800 servings at once because weâre actually going to eat all that right now.
The way normal people shop for fresh vegetables a lot of places just isnât possible in big chunks of the US, and itâs very much a class thing.
Iâm kind of surprised no one brought this up yet but as a culture we had this huge economic disaster about eighty years ago paired with an androgenic ecological disaster in this big portion of the middle of the country that caused widespread famine and starvation
on the leftovers thing, if youâre only visiting for a short time (and thus wont be able to use any leftovers), try agreeing to order one meal to share with whoever youâre at the restaurant with, instead of each of you getting your own meal. It definitely shows off the portionability of almost all restaurant food. 1 meal per 2 to 3 people should work without creating any leftovers.
The first thing I usually do when I get a burger is cut it down the middle and decide which half Iâm going to eat, and which Iâm going to save for a rainy day. Then, I divide the side-food in a similar way (be it fries, vegetables, or whatever). If Iâm visiting the south, known for its hardy portions (texas, alabama, etc), Iâll actually divide it further, eating (for example) only half (or less) of the burger, and none of the friesâ which means it becomes 3-4 days of lunches⊠for the family Iâm staying with. Yes. You can give your leftovers to someone else. In fact, itâs considered really kind, if they like that kind of food. And since theyâre usually the ones that took you to the restaurant, it may even be their favorite type of food.
Food is really a sign of affection, in every possible way, from the trope of âmotherâs day means serving mom breakfast in bedâ to âcutting the wedding cake is one of the most important wedding photosâ to âone of our holidays literally has kids running up to every house in town in costume to ask for candyâ to âBBQ sauces are a generationally-passed-down tradition.âÂ
Itâs not about the food itself, the food is a symbol of working (or paying) for an experience that your loved ones will enjoy. Itâs the stubborn grandmas remembering the great depression. Itâs the parents that remember eating fish cakes and stewed tomatoes in 1965, and deciding to make something edible instead. Itâs the inexperienced kids handing their parents a gross bowl of shredded cheese and cheerios because they want to show that affection and havenât figured out how to do it right yet.
Thereâs a restaurant in DC that specifically, as part of its menu, gives you an equal portion of specific âtraditionalâ foods to take home. Theyâre packaged separately and half-baked so they reheat well when you get home.
If you have a potluck with friends, itâs perfectly normal to leave your leftovers of whatever dish you brought with the hosts, as a thank you for them hosting. Itâs also perfectly normal, if you are hosting friends for a traditional meal like thanksgiving, to give them some of the leftovers to take home with them (like your grandma would do).
I recently hosted a big dinner, and one friend couldnât come at the last minute. So I brought her leftovers the next day anyway, because thatâs one big way Americans show we care.
In many areas it is an actual thing to make friends with new neighbors by going over and introducing yourself with a plate of cookies or pie. If I go to a dinner at someone elseâs house, the very first thing I ask after getting the invite is âwhat can I bring?â because it shows iâm not an ungrateful guest. And if they say ânothing,â Iâll probably still bring a bottle of wine or something.
Iâm gonna reblog again because I realised I forgot something huge.
Itâs tradition, across the US, that when your friends help you move, you repay them with pizza. This is usually because pizza is easy to order in when everyoneâs tired and most people like it (so you could theoretically replace it with chinese or something), but the fact is we repay kindness with food. And itâs very specifically, always food. It canât be replaced with buying them a drink down at the bar or something. Someone helped you out and showed they care by sacrificing time and effort for you? You show your appreciation with food.
Food = love
As a constantly hungry human bean, I approve this post
@jheselbraum I think I found one of the most adorable thing about the US.Â
@chonaku-things Iâm glad! Itâs stuff like this that I actually like about my home county and that Iâd miss if I chose to leave it
Iâm a from-scratch baker and cook both professionally and as a hobbyist and 100% of the time when I need help with something, I repay the person with food. If someone I know is having a hard time, I give them food. Basically any situation in which I want to show my appreciation or affection to another person, food.
Helped me rearrange my living room? What kind of cookies do you want. Mowed my lawn? Hereâs a plate of brownies. Having a depressive slump? I made your favorite soup. When events for my friendâs birthdays or anything else are planned, I always volunteer to bake the cake.
I might not be able to afford to buy you something, but I can sure as hell make some damn food.
Because I havenât seen this mentioned yet:
Itâs also often a gesture of comfort or sympathy.
My mom was part of the PTA, and wherever a member or teacher or school family had a death or severe illness happen, theyâd organize a rota of people to make and deliver meals to the house. These were usually big trays of food, enough to feed a family of four dinner twice. There was a while where Mom kept a few such meals in the freezer, to be delivered as needed. All theyâd need to do was pop the tray in the oven.
Food very much so is comfort and solidarity when you donât have the energy or time to make it
When my grandma had lung surgery a few years ago she had so much food on her table that people from church had brought that she didnât even know what to do with all of it and two weeks later when we came and visited she literally just gave us kids free reign over eating what ever we wanted because literally the entire table was covered with food people had brought.
I know escpecially within the Mormon community the second someone is sick, giving birth, going through a hard time, etc you bring them food.
