I grew up in Central America in a “blue zone” country. Blue zones are places in the world where people routinely live to a hundred in good health.
Back in the 80s there were few supermarkets. They sold expensive, imported processed foods. They were small, most people only bought a few special ingredients there a few times a month.
Everyone ate out of the central markets or from roadside stalls. The diet of was palatable, but repetitive. French stick bought at the corner bakery every morning with coffee for breakfast for office workers. Leftover rice and beans fried up with an egg on top for people doing heavy work. Lunch was cooked, always with rice, beans, salad (lettuce or cabbage with tomatoes) and some sort of pan fried or grilled meat (oven cooking in the tropics is rare) salad might be replaced or augmented with a cooked vegetable. Meat was all grass fed and tough compared to what we are used to, seafood options were delicious. Homemade tortillas on the side. Dinner is a repetition of lunch. Snacks are fresh fruit. Sweets were not as tempting as they are here. Cakes were terrible, pastry not worth the bother. Ice cream was a nice treat.
If you were given a snack at a bar it wouldn’t be crisps or nuts or pretzels. It would be fresh cooked. Maybe homemade pork scratchings or mealy fruits off a palm tree served with Mayo. No one worried about fat.
There was little obesity.
A lot of women did not work outside the home which made all this scratch cooking possible.
I go back now. It is modern and developed. The Central Valley looks like Southern California now. The population has doubled and people are more prosperous. The roads are clogged, supermarkets are everywhere, women are more visible in the professions now. People eat traditional foods like tortillas and tamales that come in premade, frozen form, there are many more choices from global brands for sweets and biscuits that are much more appealing. All the good seafood is flash frozen and sent away to the world market. There are a lot more young people lumbering around now looking heavy. I don’t know if the younger generation will routinely live to 100.
Everything has sped up, families are working harder, there is less time for cooking, and less time for togetherness. There are now more people and less farm land. Globalisation has scooped up some of the best produce and replaced it with highly processed, palatable, low nutrition snack food.
I think it is a microcosm of what is happening to us all. It’s really hard to fight as an individual with individual choices when the whole system and environment around you has shifted.