
Earlier this month, Emma Beddington wrote a biting opinion piece for The Guardian about her distaste of bowls. The “bowl,” in this case, isn’t just a mere dishware — it’s a specific style of meal, neatly composed of grains, protein, greens and some kind of sauce.
Beddington’s criticism was geared towards the bowl’s “joyless refueling” that’s akin to dorm-room foods, existing purely to provide sustenance and nothing more: “Let’s simplify and streamline it into an efficient nutrient delivery system, ensuring macros are checked off, and requisite kilocalories delivered to fuel eight more hours of programming or equations or whatever.”