My editor read an article about how some African-Americans struggle with the concept of eating so-called healthy food because all the "good" food is “white people’s food". I agreed with the sentiment and said: "Oh, ja, white people's food is totes a thing because, I mean, why would you willingly eat rice crackers? They don't have any taste."
As a young black person raised by her grandmamma in a village you have probably never heard of, my diet has always been pretty standard. You know, the basics. Pap with red meat or chicken, which is usually cooked with water – and salt is only added if you're feeling funky. Add a bit of Rajah spice and voilà. Most of the time there are no veggies on the side because things like cabbage, potatoes, tomatoes and onions are standalones. As in, you have one of these with pap and that's your full meal. Never with the meat ... nah-ah!