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What is middle class cuisine?

Me neither. Everything's fine in proportion. Some people do do it regularly though. And that's what I find obscene. Not to get too pompous about it - and, of course, that's my cue to get too pompous about it - it symbolises, to me, everything that's wrong with Western civilisation. A vapid, value-free, hedonistic culture, morally directionless, stripped of all purpose, all meaning, and headed for the toilet.

But hey, it's their money. They've earned it.

Fuck it.

I admire the underlying sentiment, but to me it'd be the coming out a few hundred quid short and feeling robbed. I also get the feeling that those types of restaurants are quite snobby with fellow diners on the judge train, enjoying that and being condescending to staff more than the food.

Every now and again we and a few chums have a table at a fave restaurant, you know the type where you become chums with the people working there, have a whole evening in there and for a dozen folk it rarely touches 200 quid. Each to their own maybe...
 
Well you won't feel robbed if it's an experience that you genuinely want and enjoy... I mean fuck, I know people who can easily get through £200 on a weekend's drinking, not wealthy types by any means either. That, to me, is utterly pointless.
 
Sure but I'm old and tight, still can't get to grips with a packet of crisps not being 6d any more. ;-)

Don't get me wrong, not a qualitive judgement in there, just not for me. I like to take my whole family out to friendly little restaurants is all.
 
A person with modest means and an educated palate can certainly enjoy and appreciate the difference between 'posh' food and 'poor' food. You certainly don't seem to be denying the difference exists.

It depends on context, doesn't it? As has been mentioned elsewhere in the thread what's considered posh in the UK might be considered humdrum street food in its culture of origin. If I go to a good trattoria in Toronto and enjoy a well-prepared osso bucco I fully expect to pay more for it than if I were having it at a mom and pop establishment in rural Calabria. "Posh" is relative.

The vast majority of true working class people today wouldn't dream about wasting £200 on a slap up meal in a fine restaurant.

That's extreme. I make a fairly good living and I'd eat mud before sinking that kind of coin into a meal. I could, however, imagine a working-class couple going out for a special occasion and being perfectly able to justify spending half that. And for half that, they would most certainly be able to get a very nice meal in a good room. When I was working in such places, there was certainly no stigma attached to people sharing appetisers or desserts, or ordering the house wine by the half-litre in place of some exorbitant bottle from the wine menu.

They would probably find the 'ambiance' and atmosphere intimidating.

Why?

Took me a long time before I had the confidence to think my cash was as good as anyone else's.

I'd have thought that attitude was one of the working class's stronger attributes.

You just clearly affirmed that class status is very much represented by what we eat.

Where, maybe; but not necessarily what. You seem to have a rather odd opinion of the working class, not all of whom earn the minimum wage or live in housing tracts. :)

Some of the best home cooks I know are decidedly working class and can produce wonderful dishes with simple ingredients. A lot of the best restaurant food is costly, not so much because of the cost of the ingredients, but because of the expertise required to produce it. That's something anyone can acquire with a decent cookbook and a bit of trial and error.
 
Me neither. Everything's fine in proportion. Some people do do it regularly though. And that's what I find obscene. Not to get too pompous about it - and, of course, that's my cue to get too pompous about it - it symbolises, to me, everything that's wrong with Western civilisation. A vapid, value-free, hedonistic culture, morally directionless, stripped of all purpose, all meaning, and headed for the toilet.

I have to agree, at least in part. After some two decades of cheffing, I got out of the game in the mid-eighties, about the time culinary "decadence" began to be considered a positive attribute and "greed is good" typified the attitude of an increasingly large portion of the clientele.

All I ever wanted to do was to prepare superlative regional fare, using seasonal ingredients, organic whenever possible-- indeed, that's what bistro fare was meant to be. If the bottom-line price was higher than hash-house cookery, it was because the food warranted it, in terms of quality of ingredients, authenticity and skill of preparation.

Suddenly, it all became "nouvelle", where bizarre architectural presentation took precedence over quality, and child's portions, so arranged, were foisted on fat wallets and jaded palates as actual entrées. I figured the next wave of chic would have me preparing endangered species for these knobs.
 

I've been to some quite expensive places with my work, and I don't feel very relaxed in them. It's quite daunting to be surrounded by posh people, sometimes the waiters can be quite condescending and I worry that I will make a hideous faux pas that will give away the fact that I'm not one of them.
 
I've never heard of a waiter behaving in a condescending manner within earshot of an owner or dining room manager without receiving a reprimand or being fired. Additionally, complaints about that sort of thing are taken very seriously in most rooms because restaurants rely largely on word-of-mouth for success-- it takes many good comments about a place to cancel out one bad one.

An attitude like that you describe is the hallmark of a bad server, one who's liable to sink a restaurant's reputation; but it's also a self-administered foot-bullet, because it will almost certainly sabotage the size of his gratuity. That alone makes it a rarity.
 
Some of the best home cooks I know are decidedly working class and can produce wonderful dishes with simple ingredients. A lot of the best restaurant food is costly, not so much because of the cost of the ingredients, but because of the expertise required to produce it. That's something anyone can acquire with a decent cookbook and a bit of trial and error.

Indeed. Brigade chefs are not generally particularly posh. In fact I only knew of one guy in a London brigade who was pretty well-off and Oxbridge educated, and everyone else thought he was mental to do the kinds of hours chefs do when he had the choice to do something else!
 
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Where, maybe; but not necessarily what. You seem to have a rather odd opinion of the working class, not all of whom earn the minimum wage or live in housing tracts. :)
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Can't be arsed to make the same points again, but I have already mentioned that working class people in rural areas possibly eat as well as the upper class. They have access to the same resources and, in some circumstances, the person cooking for the upper class family go home and cook the same for their own family.

We obviously have a different idea about what working class is and how much disposable income they have. In my book £50 a head as a special treat (say twice a year) is not a middle class privilege. Middle class folk will possibly do that as often as twice a month.
 
What is middle-class cuisine?

If they had it their way, probably a freshly-caught prole that had failed to meet workplace targets or had shown "disrespect" to their superiors. :rolleyes:
 
Can't be arsed to make the same points again, but I have already mentioned that working class people in rural areas possibly eat as well as the upper class. They have access to the same resources and, in some circumstances, the person cooking for the upper class family go home and cook the same for their own family.

We obviously have a different idea about what working class is and how much disposable income they have. In my book £50 a head as a special treat (say twice a year) is not a middle class privilege. Middle class folk will possibly do that as often as twice a month.

That's as misguided a view of the middle class as any of the views of the working class... You might find people like that in the upper middle class. Errr... I'll distinguish a bit more, you might find yuppie types; ad execs, bank managers, stockbrokers, lawyers doing that, but the bulk of the middle classes are made up of low wage white collar workers with little job security. Even higher up the scale in that kind of work you're unlikely to see much decadence; middle-management positions aren't particularly stable. In fact upper working class; skilled labour like chippies, electricians, plumbers, good builders are often in a far better place at the moment (depending on location of course). I know very few people who'd think of spending that much except on special occasions (that's anecdotal, but then so are just about all the opinions on this thread).
 
Can't be arsed to make the same points again, but I have already mentioned that working class people in rural areas possibly eat as well as the upper class. They have access to the same resources and, in some circumstances, the person cooking for the upper class family go home and cook the same for their own family.

I think thats a gros generalisation. I am rural and do eat well, but I was born and bred from Salfordian parents who can cook (well, my mother can anyway). I don't think an ability to cook your tea using proper ingredients has anything to do with class, intrinsically, which is why I find the lazy working class/ready meals generalisations so objectionable.

It also depends what you mean by eating 'well' - the chap in the big Georgian house on to of the hill (probably not my closest neighbour, but almost certainly one of the wealthier ones) can afford much more expensive ingredients/booze than I can, and probably spends a fair whack on them. However, I reckon I eat just as 'well', if not better from my homegrown (and market bought) veg, eggs and edible vermin that I 'aquire'. My home cookery may not be that 'exotic' (although, for the ammount you see it eaten these days, one could argue that the once mundane rabbit is now somewhat 'exotic'), but its certainly wholesome.
 
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