Every time we have a thread like this on here, I think about a recent BBC programme that was following illegal immigrant families in hotel rooms. Families there were turning the hotel bathrooms into kitchens and using a single hot plate to turn out fresh food because they were despairing of the industrial slop that was provided for free
I remember an ocassion when I was working as a youth worker about 22 years ago, being on residential in the middle of nowhere in the lake district.
We had to do our own catering and meal planning was done in the sessions before we went with the idea that everyone e would like the food.
When we were at the centre, the kids wouldn't get ip as agreed to make breakfast, fell out over main meals. One lad's parents had a corner shop and had been to the cash and carry for him and he brought with him a second suitcase which was filled with chocolate and sweets so that didn't help. The staff couldn't believe it!
One of the girls, who hadn't been in this country long, (she was from either Ethiopia or Ertrea, )I cant remember, promised that she would get up early next morning to make breakfast. She kept her word and was up before the staff and we walked into the dining room to the most amazing breakfast spread that she had made with the food we had. She had made bread, fruit salad, put out the cheeses . I cant remember what else was there but it was impressive.
When we were talking to her about it later she said it was normal in her country to make and share food and meals were important family time. She said she was expected to help with cooking from a very early age but it wasnt a chore, it was something nice that she did with her mum and nan and siblings.It was all very wholesome.
My kids were very young then and of course school mornings were very busy but that expierenced changed the way we, as a family, did breakfasts on a Sunday. We ate later,and ate more food than just a bowl of cereal which we then gave up and it became ( looking back).an expierence. I know that sounds a bit twee but it slowed us down, the boys helped me and their dad prepare the food. The boys tried different foods without pressure and we talked about different tbings. It was enjoyable.
Once every 6 weeks or so I have continued this. The boys and their partners will come round mid morning on a Sunday. Usually a couple of their cousins and aunties or uncles will come to as well as a few friends. I will make breakfast muffins, pancakes differently cooked eggs, meat and cheeses as well as different breads and Yogurt. Its a social occasion that I enjoy.
My point to this rambling is that I agree with the poster about different nationalities often do eat and cook better and its done from a very early age so its perfectly natural for them to cook for themselves.