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The
trap – and
the way out Perilous pleasure Sugar daddies Hungry ghosts Sweet nothings
in Cancún Tales from Tagalog Cattail country Dirty business Slave sugar Refined white
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All the same, I blame rationing for my sweet tooth. Anything that was rationed, like sweets or meat, had mystique. If it wasn’t desirable, why was it rationed? By the time rationing was lifted I’d already acquired my sweet, carnivorous tooth. Which has little to do with what this magazine was originally supposed to be about. It was conceived as the next in our series on fair trade and ‘commodities’ like bananas, cocoa and coffee. Rather to my astonishment, fair trade has been catching on – in some measure, I feel sure, because NI subscribers have been supporting it. But sugar, though in many respects quite similar, turned out to be different. It raised awkward questions about how we came to be eating what we do, and where that seems to be taking us. After digesting some of the answers, I couldn’t possibly have concluded that eating refined sugar in any form, fairly traded though it might be, is a sensible thing to do. Neither did I expect to end up where I started: with my parents’ exasperated plea – ‘EAT YOUR GREENS!’ – ringing in my ears. There, I’ve said it. Now I never, ever, thought to hear myself repeating that.
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Personally,
I blame rationing. While I was growing up, through the years of post-war
austerity, food was scarce in Britain and dispensed rather like medicine:
cod-liver oil, concentrated orange juice, milk, malt, porridge, offal, greens,
more greens... To buy sweets you needed coupons, and there was no TV. So
I grew up pretty healthy – a priceless asset I’ve been squandering
ever since.