The ANNOTICO Report
Health lessons for Italians:
Eat 18 courses, but forget the beach umbrella
London Times
Opinion - Mick Hume
August 12, 2005
ITALY IS another country, they do things differently there, to paraphrase L. P. Hartley. So you hope that a fortnight in the sun on the Riviera dei Fiori in Liguria will also mean a holiday from the stifling climate of “Don’t eat/drink/do that” back home.
Even here, however, the dead hand of the EU-wide health
and safety regime now seems to have la dolce vita within its grasp.
For example, the Vietato Fumare signs are spreading everywhere,
since smoking in public places was outlawed in January. One of the last
acts of John Paul II’s papacy was to sign up the Church to the new religion,
by declaring smoking to be a sin (that should keep the confessionals busy).
Even for a definitely ex-smoker such as me, the onward creep of this Euro-conformism
is pretty depressing.
Which makes it all the more heartening to see that most
Italians still insist on seeing food and drink as a source of pleasure
rather than paranoia, and will indulge in meals the very thought of which
could give the guardians of nutritional correctness a coronary. When those
experts praise the health benefits of a “Mediterranean diet”, they seem
to imagine that people here live largely on vegetables lightly sprinkled
with olive oil. They must have some other Mediterranean in mind.
Our standout Sunday lunch in a mountain village restaurant
involved nine starters, three pasta courses, four main courses and two
desserts — not “to choose from” but to eat, everything from full-fat cheese
to custard pudding, and from red roast beef to fried rabbit. The “children’s
menu” was exactly the same, minus the home-made vino rosso. Postprandial
research did suggest signs of an immediate obesity crisis in one middle-aged
English male diner. Yet many of the local patrons seemed inexplicably to
have reached a very ripe old age on such a risky diet. Perhaps it is all
due to the new ban on passive smoking between courses.
ITALIANS have their own ideas, too, about health and
safety on the beach. Venturing on to the sand at Diano Marina in the midday
sun, when the UK advice would be to stay indoors with curtains drawn or
at least to cover your kids in designer burkas, we thought to make a concession
by putting up our beach umbrella. However, this token safety measure was
quickly vetoed by the female lifeguard, on the ground that the light sea
breeze made an open brolly “too dangerous”. Perhaps she had a point. The
actual chances of contracting skin cancer from a spot of sunbathing must
be at least as slim as those of being maimed by a low-flying beach umbrella
— especially as many Italian beach umbrellas are still equipped with full
metal ashtrays.
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