What things are ubiquitous in your life, that might not be for someone else?
I was watching a video the other day that mentioned the cassava plant, and how it's a staple food in many parts of the world. I may have had it once or twice, but for some people it's something they eat every day. This got me thinking - how many things do I assume that everyone else in the world must come in contact with and take for granted, because they're so ubiquitous in my life? It's very easy to take a self-centred view, and particularly when you assume that we live in a totally globalised world. But the experience of life for someone elsewhere may be completely different.
One silly example, in the UK nearly every house would have an electric kettle for brewing hot drinks. But a lot of countries don't.
What items, food, clothing, buildings do you have that other people may never come across in their lives?
Trams. Half of the world is urbanised, but I don't think big portion of the world's cities have trams.
Asparagus is almost as big a hype here as I assume cherry trees are in Japan.
Kale is also a big thing here, but I think many folks have access to kale, so I'm not sure about this one. People sometimes gather with a handcart full of alcohol and music, going on a tour to a place where they eat Kale (Kohlfahrt).
Döner, obviously.
Bottle deposit explains more of a non-existence of bottle littering.
Pretty much everything. The world wide median per-capita household income is less than 3k USD per year. It is easy to forget how insanely wealthy we are in western Europe.
I recently read that rather than "global south" and "global north," some people opt for "global majority" and "global minority." I like that, it reflects how I've always tried to think of it.
Yep in Ontario too. You just punch a hole into it to drizzle out of. Perfectly normal. I sent my friend in South Africa some and she said she never tasted anything like it.
Being a rimfire cartridge, I'm always bringing duds home in my pocket and placing them wherever. Or, I get home from camp and unload to clean something, there's another. They're tiny and roll off tables and countertops. When my kids go to camp they pick up shells and splatter them all over the house.
Plus, when shooting semi-auto they pop and fly everywhere. .22 shells are the glitter of the shooting world.
Wow, seeing bullet shells would be very strange here. Occasionally you might find a shotgun shell in a farm where pheasant shooting has taken place but that's about it
I've always changed depending on the weather. Slippers in the winter, socks 80% of the time and barefoot when it's (occasionally) warm enough. Is wearing slippers just what you grew up with, or is there a reason?
Something I noticed on vacation once as a child was that the house we stayed in only had a bath, no shower. I’ve always been a shower lover and hated baths. It genuinely is one of the only things I can remember about that vacation, it was so frustrating to me!
In the Oregon Trail episode of Tasting History with Max Miller (YouTube), he mentioned a root plant kind of like an onion that natives showed to some trail followers. It was a major staple of their diet, and I can't even remember it's name.
Common camas bulbs were considered a delicacy by the Native American tribes within the range of the species including the Blackfoot, Cree, and Nez Perce. Bulbs would be steamed or pit cooked for one to three days breaking down complex carbohydrates into ample amounts of the sugar fructose. A full one third of a bulbs cooked weight becomes fructose when prepared in this fashion. Native Americans would dry out the cooked bulbs and grind them into a meal. The meal was used in variety of ways. At times it would be mixed with water to form a batter and then cooked like a pancake. Often the meal would be mixed with water and formed into large bricks and then cooked and stored for future use.