Throughout the first part of
Nguyen’s novel “Stealing Buddha’s Dinner,” I noticed that both she and her
sister Anh discover American culture through the food that they encountered and
in turn use these certain “American” foods to determine whether or not they had
achieved a certain status among their peers.
Even being born and breed in the
United States, I can still remember wanting to consume what my friends were
eating and what was popular. It was not cool to eat at Burger King or get the
hot meals, especially in elementary school. Nguyen eludes to this saying “the
Whooper had a long way to go to beat the Big Mac” (56). For most kids, there
was the transition from actual lunch boxes to brown paper bags, which Nguyen
makes a reference to, as well as the idea that name brand items such as Chef Boyardee
and Hostess were the cream of the crop.
It’s funny to think about how when
I think back on any grade, my mind wanders to the lunchroom. In elementary
school it was cool to have a packed lunch with dessert, preferably homemade. If
you had to buy a hot lunch, it meant that you either your mother didn’t have
time to make it for you and in the mind of a nine-year-old, didn’t care about
you, or the school paid for it because your family didn’t have enough money.
The opposite was true in middle school. If one could afford hot lunches, you
were seen as popular.
Just like for Nguyen, social status
was seen through school lunches. People were ostracized based on the excellence
of their meal “choices” which were mainly determined on the incomes of their
parents. For Nguyen, it was not only money that was keeping her away from
becoming a “true Americanized” person, but also her step-mother’s reluctances
to conform to the belief that name-brand food would change the status of a
refugee. Nguyen thought otherwise as she talks about her want “for what other
kids had: Bundt cakes and casseroles, Cheetos and Doritos” (50). She also felt that that by not possessing
these things, she was falling far behind in becoming an American and felt as
though she “would be an outcast for the rest of [her] days” (52).
The correlation between food and
status in society has been something that has been present for centuries, but I
find it odd that it is something that most don’t think about as often as they
should. We, as humans, consume food throughout our entire lives, yet it is not
a hot topic of conversation. Now, with this realization, I will always have this
idea cross my mind as I continue to purchase and consume food throughout my
life.
I like that you point out the fact that people in different social classes often have different ideas about what foods they should or shouldn't be eating. My grandfather wrote a short story about how the Queen of England came to the U.S. and wanted to go shopping at a mall and eat a Big Mac, which brings up an interesting question: has the Queen of England ever actually had a Big Mac, or is fast food seen as inferior and thus not allowed to members of the royal family? Is the same thing true for members of the elite society in the U.S. or any other first-world country?
ReplyDeleteGreat point, Rachel. And Kelsey, this notion of food as status, as identity marker, is a cultural one, don't you think? It could only be so in a culture in which there is extraordinary abundance and choice, where food isn't merely about survival. Since we have grown up in the U.S. at a particular moment in time, we connect with and have memories of food as status. How does this play out today, now that we've passed elementary, middle, and high school? I think about how eating organic or local is also a status marker. Interesting stuff!
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