To many, offering lessons about sexual consent in schools sounds like a great
idea. However, we need to go much further than just teaching “No means no” and
“Yes means yes”. Young people I work with know the definition of consent, but
too often they have very little idea about what consent looks, feels and sounds
like. Young people have usually not had a great deal of experience of this.
I’ve worked with many young people who I’ve had concerns about over the
years. If I were to ask them whether sex they had was consensual, their
immediate response would be: “Yeah, it wasn’t rape.” But if I ask them about
whether they enjoyed it, how they communicated, what kind of sex they actually
want and whether they actually want sex – then it can reveal a very different
picture about just how consensual the sex was and how healthy the relationship
really is.
It wasn’t merely raising awareness about contraception that brought down
teenage pregnancy rates, and likewise, we must do more than just teach consent
in order that people have mutually pleasurable sex and relationships. We need to
offer a comprehensive sex and relationships education programme for all ages. In
particular older teens need to be offered something broad, challenging and
inclusive – taught in an age-appropriate, evidence-based and confident
manner.
To start with, we have to think about how we can both teach consent and give
opportunities for young people to actually feel it. In my work with older teens,
I invite people to shake hands with each other. By thinking about what they want
from a handshake, and how they can ask for it, they experience consent and
communication in a very real sense.
We often hear that young people are taught the mechanics of sex but not the
emotional side of things. For the most part, I don’t think we’re that great at
teaching either, and young people seem to agree. I think for many people in
their mid-teens who are thinking of becoming sexually active, the only source of
information about how to “have sex” is from the media (both sexually explicit
and non-sexually explicit) or from actually having sex. Neither of which are
ideal.
So we need to offer sex education that addresses this gap. We can unpack what
we mean by “having sex” – that this is not just about intercourse or sex with a
partner. We can teach that our bodies are diverse, and that people can enjoy
different kinds of sexual activity at different times. Young people should aim
for sex to be a mutually pleasurable experience for the first and every time,
while understanding that not everyone wants sex.
Let’s not lose sight of the fact that many young people also want to tackle
the big issues around love and relationships. Why do people have romantic
relationships? Why should someone risk asking for what they want, when there is
so much at stake? What does trust feel like? How can you have non-romantic
relationships, and why they are valuable? What does loving ourselves mean? How
can we act ethically in relationships? What are our values around sex and
relationships?
If doing all of this sounds difficult, it’s because it is. There are
committed, experienced and well-trained teachers, youth workers and outreach
workers out there who deliver excellent sex and relationships education – but
there aren’t enough of them.
Due to cuts many of them have left the area. Voluntary sector organisations
are struggling to retain contracts and expertise due to fragmented
commissioning. And those of us who have managed to stay in this field for a
number of years have often faced ad hominem attacks from the media and others.
There are no quick fixes, and if sex and relationships education isn’t done
properly, it can do more harm than good.
Count this column as a victory for the
common man, a two fingers up at the powers that be – an achievement akin to the
scrapping of the proposed pasty tax. Not everyone at the Guardian was convinced
I should sink my teeth into the humble corned beef hash, but hardly had I
bulldozed the idea past them than, quite out of the blue, I received a plaintive
tweet requesting that I “settle the mash v fried potatoes conflict once and for
all”. Thank you, Bjam! The cheque is in the post.
To be honest, I too was a late convert to the joys of this supremely
satisfying dish. I can confidently say I didn’t touch corned beef from the age
of 13 until my mid-20s, a legacy of the teatime choices at school in my
formative years. To say a corned beef roll was the lesser of the two evils can
only be understood when you know that the only other choice was luncheon meat,
Spam’s less glamorous cousin. I’d had my fill for life – or so I thought, until
an ex introduced me, kicking and screaming, to the corned beef hash. It was love
at first bite. But how on earth do you work such magic on a tin of beef?
The beef
Gary Rhodes’s corned beef hash.Photograph: Felicity Cloake/Guardian
Staunch traditionalists may want to skip this paragraph and just assume that
Prince’s won out. But the thing is, though tinned corned beef is certainly the
cheapest option, it’s not the best. OK, a hash is a good way to turn the stuff
from edible to surprisingly delicious, but in a side-by-side test with the
British corned beef sold alongside other cured meats in a certain well-known
supermarket, it didn’t come off well. To be honest, it tasted rather fusty, of
salt and fat rather than beef. (And if that’s what you like, try, if possible,
to check the sourcing before buying: tinned corned beef has been linked with
several food scandals in recent years, from the horsemeat affair to the
deforestation of the Amazon.)
Gary Rhodes goes one step further, and gives an excellent recipe for corned
beef in his book The Complete Rhodes Around Britain. He writes that although
“it’s readily available for everyone, it’s so good to eat it homemade”. As he
says, it is surprisingly simple: I buy a large piece of flank, soak it in brine
for three days, then simmer until tender. A pig’s trotter in the same pan
supplies the gelatine needed to bind the meat together once chopped, and I then
leave it to set overnight before slicing into corned beef that is distinctly
juicier and beefier than its commercially made counterpart. Obviously this isn’t
feasible for a quick supper, but I’d highly recommend giving it a go if you have
the time and resources. A warning: because it hasn’t been compressed into a tin,
my homemade stuff melts in the pan, lubricating the other ingredients with its
jelly and leaving strands of delicious salty beef, which crisp up gratifyingly
in the heat. I prefer this to the neat little cubes suggested in recipes such as
Delia Smith’s, but others may not.
The vegetables
Daniel Doherty’s corned beef hash.Photograph: Felicity Cloake/Guardian
Onions are a must – the only recipe I try that omits them is the salt beef
hash dish I’ve adapted from Dan Doherty’s Duck and Waffle cookbook, which uses
confit shallots instead. Delicious, but far too fancy for such a simple dish at
home. I like the onions thinly sliced, as Rhodes and Delia Smith suggest, rather
than chopped, so they don’t get lost, and slightly caramelised to add sweetness,
rather than simply softened.
Potatoes are the other mandatory ingredient. Smith clues me into the fact
there are two corned beef hashes divided by a common language when she writes:
“I love New York and, in particular, New York delis, where I always order a hot
pastrami sandwich on rye bread and my husband always orders corned beef hash
with a fried egg. Although we don’t have the same type of corned beef here, our
humble, modest tinned version makes a mean old hash.” I realise that what she,
Doherty and Rhodes are making is what Rhodes indeed describes as “an American
corned beef hash”, where all the ingredients are fried hard until crisp, a
treatment that demands a robust, waxy potato such Doherty’s new variety, or
Smith’s desiree or king edward.
Very lovely they are too, but the corned beef hash I’m used to has a softer,
wetter texture, and is better made with a floury variety. I’d stop short of the
mash suggested by Tom Norrington-Davies in his book Just Like Mother Used to
Make, unless you’ve got some you need to dispose of. Adding it in chunks gives
the hash a more interesting texture, especially if you leave the skin on, as
Smith suggests. Sheila’s corned beef hash.Photograph: Felicity Cloake/Guardian
One of the best tips I get is from a lovely little book of recipes published
in tribute to my dog trainer’s nanna Sheila, which includes a facsimile of the
recipe in question, “real Newcastle comfort food”, written out by the lady
herself. Instead of precooking the potatoes, as everyone else suggests, Sheila
adds them to the pan raw, then simmers them in beef stock until tender. It is a
brilliant idea – they absorb the stock to become deliciously rich and
wonderfully beefy. Sheila, I take my woolly hat off to you.
Norrington-Davies adds tinned tomatoes and peas to his dish, explaining that
the latter was “a peculiarity of my father’s … the sweetness cuts through the
saltiness of this meat very nicely”. I like both additions, the tomatoes
bringing a little fruity acidity and the peas, as he says, balancing the savoury
meat, but the tomatoes turn it into another dish entirely. The peas, though
welcome, are certainly not necessary for a decent hash, but if, like me, you’d
like to introduce a green element, I’d recommend chucking in a handful.
Seasoning and additions
Tom Norrington-Davies’s corned beef hash.Photograph: Felicity Cloake/Guardian
Smith marinates her corned beef chunks in a piquant mixture of wholegrain
mustard and Worcestershire sauce, both of which make an excellent counterpoint
to the bland potato and fatty meat. Norrington-Davies’s Tabasco is another fine
addition if you’d like a touch of spice – I often slosh it on the side. Doherty
serves his hash with gherkins (which again cut through the fattiness nicely),
and he and Smith top their hashes with a fried egg, with Doherty adding his
customary dollop of hollandaise.
There is no arguing with the fact that the latter two items improve almost
everything they touch, but I’d save the hollandaise for a special corned beef
hash occasion, and the egg for those moments when you’re really, really hungry.
Strictly speaking, the dish needs neither, though the egg yolk does supply a
certain pleasingly gooey richness. That said, Norrington-Davies and Doherty
perspicaciously observe that corned beef hash makes an excellent brunch dish
(well, Doherty writes that it’s “the kind of food we have found people tend to
look for around the 4am mark, but it also works as a post-sleep cure”), which
may be the time when you start to cast around for the eggs and butter. Sheila
serves hers with baked beans – a classic presentation.
Cooking
Delia Smith’s corned beef hash.Photograph: Felicity Cloake/Guardian
Sheila, Doherty and Norrington-Davies all finish their dishes off in the oven
or under the grill, giving them a deliciously crisp, golden top. This gives a
lovely contrast, in Sheila’s case, with the juicy, tender potatoes beneath, and
is well worth an extra five minutes’ wait. Use this time to ready the
ketchup. (Serves 2) Generous knob of butter 1 large onion, finely sliced 1 large (about 275-300g) floury potato, such as maris piper, unpeeled
but cut into 1cm chunks 350ml hot beef stock 200g corned beef, cut into 1cm chunks 100g peas (optional) 1 tbsp grain mustard (or to taste) 1 tbsp Worcestershire sauce (or to taste) 2 eggs (optional)
Melt the butter in a frying pan over a medium-high heat. Fry the onion,
stirring frequently, until golden, then add the potatoes. Stir to coat with
butter, cook for a minute or so, then pour in the stock. Simmer for about 15-20
minutes until the potatoes are really tender and the stock has almost
evaporated, adding more hot water if necessary.
Heat the grill. Stir in the corned beef, peas, mustard and Worcestershire
sauce. Turn up the heat and cook, stirring occasionally, for about five minutes,
until they’re heated through. Put the pan under the grill for about five minutes
until the top is crisp and golden.
Meanwhile, if you’re topping the dish with eggs, heat a small frying pan, add
a little more butter and fry the eggs to your liking. Serve on top of the
hash. Corned beef hash: best of British or the worst school-dinner stodge?
Would you defend tinned corned beef to the death, or are you tempted to make
your own? And are there any other family favourites you’d like me to
tackle?