What kind of a woman are you? And what kind of woman will your daughter be?

Can you guess what my favourite TV show is at the moment? Possibly you might think that it’s Jamie, what with all of his new budget recipes. And I am a massive fan of his so it might surprise you when I say that I’ve not caught even one episode of his new series.

Well then, is it Adam Liaw trawling around Japan and presenting some of the best-ever looking sashimi on TV? Nope, not Adam (although I am religiously watching him on Thursday nights).

Actually it’s not a food show at all. No, it’s a show that can teach me MUCH MORE ABOUT LIFE. And that show is, of course, The Bachelor Australia.

I can’t get enough of it.

Being a simple girl, free of hair extensions and matching mani/pedis, I’m finding that I have SO MUCH TO LEARN. Like how to apply so much makeup that I look homogenously like every other girl. How to make high heels look ‘right’ when I’m visiting sand dunes. How to wear hotpants with confidence. How to appear charming at not-at-all-awkward cocktail parties where there’s just me and 20 other girls who all hate my guts. And how to attract the attentions of a not-at-all-boring fella, who I imagine is being paid a lot of money in order to nod with compassion and state, straight-to-camera, “this is all obviously really intense for the girls, all wanting to get my attention.”

In the same week, I watched Anne Summers chat with Julia Gillard. As a staunch supporter of women’s rights, I lapped it up. Evidently Julia didn’t do such a great job as PM, but I thought it was just a little bit awesome that after such a tumultuous time, she finally got to be in a room full of adoring women who wanted to say THANK YOU, for being the first female prime minister. And THANK YOU for enduring the personal slander that poured over you in the guise of legitimate political criticism. THANK YOU Jules, for paving the way.

I suppose we’ve hit true female liberation – this is a time when girls can grow up and choose where they belong on this vast range of femininity. But part of me can’t help but worry that the women choosing to perpetuate the stereotypes and inhabit the decorative part of the scale aren’t just making life a little bit harder for those who are trying to prove that a woman is worth more than just her looks.

And while I try to remain open-minded, I have to admit that I already know at which end of the woman-scale that I hope my daughter chooses to place herself. What about you?

From Vegie Smugglers 1. Have you bought a copy yet?

From Vegie Smugglers 1. Have you bought a copy yet?

Liberated ‘chick’pea & corn fritters

²/³ cup self-raising flour
1 egg
²/³ cup milk
315g can corn
kernels, drained
1 medium carrot, peeled,
400g can chickpeas, rinsed, drained, mashed a little
4 spring onions,
finely chopped
Handful of basil and parsley leaves, finely chopped
Black pepper
Canola oil, for frying
Salad and lemon wedges, to serve

Sift the flour into a large mixing bowl. Slowly add the combined egg and milk, whisking as you go to avoid lumps.

Add the rest of the ingredients to the batter and mix until evenly combined.

Heat a large non-stick frying pan over medium heat. Add the canola oil and ensure it is nice and hot before adding ¼ cup amounts of batter to the pan.

Cook for 3 minutes then flip over and cook on the other side for a further 3-4 minutes until nice and golden. Repeat with remaining batter.

Drain on kitchen paper.

Serve warm with salad and lemon wedges.


13 Responses so far »

  1. 1

    Yum! These sound delicious. As a mother of three girls this topic is something I think of all the time. Sometimes I fear that outside influences have far too much say

  2. 3

    Barbara Good said,

    I can’t say I’ve seen The Bachelor Australia, but I feel the same way about the choices are girls face in their future and I thank Julia too for being first and being so strong in the face of such dreadful treatment of her. When Mr Good and I were choosing names for our two daughters the criteria was ‘could you be the prime minister with a name like that?’, can you tell which end of the scale I’m pushing for?

    Love the liberated fritters too!

    • 4

      wendyblume said,

      Ha, nice criteria. We had a name chosen which was a bit twee so we actually put a nice serious version on the birth certificate, and in the end our daughter much prefers the sensible name and that’s all she goes by now. It’s a good name for PM.

  3. 5

    Annmarie said,

    The Bachelor is certainly an eye opener. I loved tonight because they went to all the places I loved as a child – Calmsley hill, Blue Mountains and Jenolan Caves. The are also places were my parents taught me I could do anything I put my mind to like rock climbing, canyoning and just being at peace with nature. I hope to teach my daughter the same. Besides, she shouldn’t have to fight for a mans attention. If I raise her properly the men should be fighting for her attention with or without a tonne of makeup and heels.

    Those fritters look delicious!

  4. 7

    renlikesred said,

    I’m actually a real sucker for “reality tv” but one episode of this was all I could endure. And it troubled me that my two younger sisters (in their 20s) thought it was “awesome!” I said, “but it really doesn’t paint a great picture of women does it?” They shrugged their shoulders and thought the bitching was fantastic. Maybe I’m just an old Nanna? I was frankly a little relieved watching it, that I have two ratbag little boys!

  5. 9

    Cheryl said,

    Just made these today for a picnic – they were fantastic! I think they would be a good lunchbox item too!

  6. 11

    Helen said,

    These look great. Do they freeze well?

  7. 13

    Kim said,

    I have a 9 month old daughter who just insists on feeding herself at the moment and these made great finger food for her. She loved them!! Even better, my fussy husband really enjoyed them too.

    P.s I’m already hoping my daughter doesn’t end up on the future Bachelor shows!

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