Food Discrimination

Kũganda Kerĩ

In Gĩkũyũ language, there are fewer words that are as useful in describing food conditions and bodily conditions in such a complex way than the word kùganda. In terms of food, kũganda refers to spoiled cooked food. When referring to one’s body, it refers to being numb due to anesthetics or being in a certain position that cuts the normal circulation of blood long enough to make a particular part of the body numb. 

I find that word quite interesting as it can be used with both meanings to accurately describe the global food crisis. Humans seem to have been so numb that the consumption of bad food seems to be normal. Looked at another way is that the consumption of spoiled food might have resulted in many being numb to the fact that the food being consumed is spoilt and would therefore lead to serious consequences, among them being the spoiling of the environment as well as future generations through such issues as epigenetic diseases and such.

It would be appropriate to say that our food system has attributes of “ Kũganda Squared”. That simply means that the food system demonstrates the humanistic and culinary characteristics of the word “kũganda”.

I am especially interested in the issue of food as a tool of empowerment for previously oppressed people. The topic of Black History month shouldn’t be discussed with factoring food in very deliberate ways.

Yet the topic of food is the quintessential living history. Food is not something that can be divorced from history or relegated to a museum artifact. Food is a truly living phenomenon. Previously oppressed populations cannot therefore afford to be numb to its inherent power continue the oppression of oppressed people.

That idea was the inspiration of the recipe below. The only thing that is cooked is the beans. It was a recipe made to celebrate rekindled love of the heart and love of food with a dear friend. 

The friend once took offense because I excused myself from enjoy her dinner due to my dietary restrictions against “kũganda” both of food and the culture around food. I explained that I wouldn’t willingly and knowingly consume food that is not appropriate for my health, environment and power balance. Later we became close friends as they too joined the movement towards Just Food or what I call Life Worship.

This recipe is a celebration of triumph of reason, food Justine and friendship. The meal was consumed en route, aboard a big plane amidst the very type of food that symbolizes opulence of one hand but in sustainability on the other. We celebrate victory one plate at a time. Try it and see.