A study in the American Journal of Preventive Medicine found that people who cooked at home six or more times per week had significantly higher Healthy Eating Index (HEI) scores than those who cooked at home no more than three times per week. Conversely, those who ate outside more than three times per week had significantly
lower HEI scores (and these eating sessions included all types of restaurants).
The participants in the study were the primary food shoppers for their families, were 21-55 years old, and 70% were women. They reported on the weekly frequency of cooking dinner at home versus frequency of eating out, completed food frequency questionnaires, and provided information on socioeconomic characteristics.
The report says that cooking dinners at home may be an effective strategy to reduce the consumption of empty calories and improve diet quality within the budget–and they also suggest that efforts should be made to target such meals as a way to improve Americans’ diet quality.
There’s No Place Like Home?
On the other hand, home cooking has many variations, and it certainly has morphed during the past decades. As we commented in a past blog, the digital wave has put a new wrinkle in the concept of “gathering around the family table.”
Even though many think digital devices have ruined the ambience of the family meal, these solutions could cause some indigestion. Imagine that moment when a teen’s Instagram app goes blank. Susie looks up from her screen and says, “Hey, who’s that kid sitting at the end of the table?”
Her mom sets the pepper grinder down and replies, “That’s your eight-year-old brother. Be nice to him—he’s distraught because his Angry Birds game just fizzled on his screen. By the way, his name is Dennis.”
Aside from loud complaints and awkward getting-to-know-you scenes, these blank screens might show us how much things have changed from the days when we supposedly ate as if we were posing for a Norman Rockwell painting. Nowadays in most households, food is faster, schedules are more hectic, and various media outlets are more intrusive.
Then again, we need to be careful what we wish for. A recent article about the “The History of the Family Dinner in America
,” points out that the Leave It to Beaver
meal gathering developed over decades and mainly worked for Americans who actually had a table, a “dining room,” and a set time to eat. The expected values included the need to be “agreeable, pious, and unified.” This 50s instructional video provides a disturbing look
at how far some stressed the rigidity of the “ideal family setting.” The 60s changed much of that scene, but that’s another story.
Nearing 90 years of age, my parents still live on the home farm, and I’m pleased to say several generations still gather around their kitchen table at regular intervals. We talk, laugh, joke, and only use smartphones to settle important disputes. “Ha, I was right. Ray Bolger–not Jack Haley–played the scarecrow on The Wizard of Oz. Ah, if you only had a brain!”
Then again we were never the Cleaver family—even in the late 50s. Dad did not wear a suit and tie to the meal. Most farmers just made sure the straps of their bib overalls were fastened. And if anyone at the table was “wired,” it was Dad. His transistor radio gave him the grain market reports and the essential weather forecasts. “Quiet, they’re stating the pork belly prices.”
Mom was just as nice as June Cleaver, but I’m sure she was a better cook. That could be because The Beaver’s mom apparently spent the day fixing her hair and ironing the dress she would wear to the meal. Mom spent most of her time keeping us three boys in line. We were raised on the Lone Ranger and Looney Tunes, so we seldom hit the “pious” or “agreeable” standards. But we were unified in our quest to have fun, so the family meal might include kicking under the table, Three Stooges quips, and food flicking at a brother when the folks weren’t looking. A normal meal had a spilled glass of milk and somebody’s sleeve in the gravy.
Mom and Dad have turned the family table into a social magnet—a place for kids of all ages to “gather around the feeding trough” and have a good time. But during that era when we boys were doing Spanky and Our Gang impersonations, Mom probably wished smartphones would have been around to keep us calm. That hidden switch in the pepper grinder would have stayed off, and she could power herself down to enjoy the family meal.
by dan gogerty (top pic from acsh.com, middle pic from firstwefeast.com, and bottom pic from lessonbucket.jpg)