An easy recipe to enlighten your whole morning experience; never again will you succumb to the commercial pressure of Jordan’s Country Crisp. Join the burgeoning flanks of the Peasant Nouveaux (aka. the middle class version of The Good Life), and don’t just buy ‘organic’, ‘healthy’ and ‘wholesome’, be those nourishing attributes. Never before has it been so trendy to own a vegetable patch, darn your own stockings, indulge in light haberdashery, and to have a shrine to Marry Berry in the corner of your kitchen.
Jacob’s Creek? Sorry no, we only have our own home-brewed elderflower cider.
This old thing? I just knitted it in the garden, whilst watching the swallows emigrate.
(Sources: Kinfolk and The Sartorialist)
A backlash against all things modern, the Peasant Nouveaux is a new fashionable phenomenon that is a bit more refined than ‘hippy’, doesn’t have the politics of ‘tree-hugging’, but enshrines the chic aesthetic that comes from the simple life. The Peasant Nouvaux is a species whose green-thumbed activities include making their own chutney and jam from scratch, and shunning anything mass-produced.
Home-made is the new fad. In with the old – out with the new. Who wants those shiny, sleek table coasters from John Lewis – when you could get shabby, tea-stained croche from a boot fair? It has so much more character.
In true Peasant Nouvaux fashion the Culture Vultures are here to give you a recipe which doesn’t just taste wholesome, it gives you that warm glow of smug satisfaction that comes with awesome-tasting home-made produce. This brekkie granola will rock your world every morning, but just to warn you – you will spend your pension in Holland & Barrett.
1 cup Pecans
1 cup Almonds
3 cups Oats
1 cup Sunflower Seeds
1 cup Pumpkin Seeds
3 tbs Honey
3 tbs Maple Syrup
3 tsb Cinnamon
Glug of oil
Combine the mixtures, spread onto an oven tray, and bake for 20-30 minutes (180 c), turn a few times to stop burning.
1 cup dried cranberries
1 cup dried blueberries
1 cup flamed raisins
1 cup shredded coconut
(and smugly shun the Alpen during your next food browse)
When reading Lydia Slater’s article in Harpers Bazaar last near of this newfound social phenomenon ‘the Peasant Nouveaux’, I couldn’t help feeling slightly culprit. I am an avid fan of Kinfolk, and you can only guess my results from the ‘New Peasant Quiz‘.
Whilst it is not necessarily a bad thing to be a Peasant Nouvaux (in fact, it is probably commendable), the social tribe is distinctly middle-class with a slight hypocritical edge. Yes, when the weather is nice I’ll love swanning about on my rusty bicycle, but the car is the most used means of transportation in my life. A nice dog-earned penguin classic purchased from Oxfam bookshop is a nice Sunday retreat, but so is watching TV and shopping on my credit card. And whilst I enjoy the feeling of shunning consumerism by baking my own bread, I equally cannot get enough of Waitrose’s tiger loaf.
So eat with care, don’t let the granola go to your head!