The seven stars of kai Māori literature
On my go-to kai Māori books, the end of Karen's Diner and a snack evoking the sea.
Nau mai, haere mai. Welcome to The Boil Up, The Spinoff’s weekly food newsletter produced in partnership with Boring Oat Milk. Written by me, Charlotte Muru-Lanning. It’s lovely to have you here!
As the Matariki cluster begins to twinkle above us in early winter, it signals the Māori new year, or te mātahi o te tau. These stars are a cue to come together, to reflect, to remember, to acknowledge those we have lost and to set intentions. As well, the constellation signals changes in our environment, a change of seasons and a time to hunt or harvest. Among those whetū are generous clues as to what the next year might bring. For our tūpuna, astronomy was woven into the kete of the everyday – and that includes kai.
The strands that link Matariki with kai are plentiful, and as someone who engages with the world around me through food in quite an obsessive way, I see the allure of attempting to create some kind of codified menu of what or how we should eat to celebrate the season. Especially as part of the broader reclamation of traditions that have arisen from greater awareness of Matariki. But there’s a complexity to this. Matariki traditions are manifestations of perspectives and relationships with the natural environment that differ from place to place. Even the number of stars is dependent on where you are: some iwi recognise seven stars while for others there are nine, and in some parts of the country, you can’t see the cluster at all. That is to say, there’s no singularity to how best mark the season through food.
As part of the wider reclamation of traditions and practices, I like to think about Matariki as a prompt to reclaim kai Māori in all its variations and idiosyncrasies. Since colonisation, our connection to our kai has been severed through land alienation, urbanisation, inequality, environmental degradation and assimilationist state policies. It means knowledge of our kai hasn’t always been passed down, and in the public sphere, it’s largely absent. Matariki is an opportunity to flip this.
One of the starkest reflections of how kai has until very recently been excluded from our national culinary consciousness is the history of cookbooks in Aotearoa. In the book from Kai to Kiwi Kitchen, food anthropologist Helen Leach wrote that historically, New Zealand cookbooks “simply ignored Māori ways of cooking” and sometimes even portrayed “Māori cookery as uncivilised and alien in its own homeland”. That’s not to say we need the printed word to tell us we have culinary traditions. The mātauranga or knowledge of kai Māori exists best in memories that are passed down, through conversations, or eating or absorbing what’s going on in the wharekai, but books are useful when it comes to establishing cuisines and ensuring a continuation of tradition.
On that note, I wanted to share seven books on kai Māori that I cherish. These are pukapuka that hold a heap of knowledge about kai; taonga I return to repeatedly.
Māori Women’s Welfare League Recipe Book
Of all the books on my bookshelf, it’s this, which I’ve (accidentally) stolen from my mum (sorry Mum!) that I love the most. Recipes range from the traditional like kaanga waru (steamed corn pudding) to more contemporary like cheese souffle, and the copy I have is filled with tiny biro stars added by my mum next to recipes she wanted my dad to cook for her. The first cookbook that included Māori cooking was published in 1908, but it wasn’t until the 1970s Māori renaissance movement that wāhine Māori began publishing their own recipes in printed cookbooks, geared toward a Māori audience. Of these, the most significant is surely this: the Māori Women’s Welfare League Recipe Book. These cookbooks, Helen Leach wrote, did more than “disseminate cookery instructions – they simultaneously asserted mana Māori and Māori identity”, paving the way for ongoing revival of Māori culinary traditions.
Māori Food and Cookery by David Fuller
This 1978 book by Pākehā author David Fuller prompted me to sign up for a library card earlier in the year. And while parts of the book are admittedly rather dated, I can look past that for its abundance of detail on traditional kai Māori, ingredients, preparation and origins – like accounts of nikau cooked in hāngī till it formed sugar crystals or the preparation of kooki (dried shark). A treasure of a book.
Hiakai by Monique Fiso
A sleek masterpiece of a book that’s filled with history, tradition, tikanga and very helpfully, practical tips for foraging and gathering ingredients. Interspersed are recipes that apply mātauranga passed down, as well as avant-garde culinary techniques. This is kai Māori futurism at its finest.
Te Ika a Māori: The Struggle for Māori Fishing Rights by Brian Bargh
As far as kai Māori goes, seafood is a pillar – a food source that has sustained us for centuries. And yet, over the course of a century, Crown policy, in multiple ways, worked to dispossess Māori from access. Te Ika a Māori tells the vital story of the struggle for Māori fishing rights.
Māori Cookbook
There’s not a whole lot of information on this cookbook but from what I can tell, it was published in 1996 (someone please correct me if I’m wrong) and many of the recipes seem to be direct copies of the Māori Women’s Welfare League book mentioned above. What sets it apart is its 11 pages of comprehensive instructions on preparing a hāngī – with gorgeous hand-drawn images to boot.
Te Mahi Oneone Hua Parakore: A Māori Soil Sovereignty and Wellbeing Handbook edited by Jessica Hutchings and Jo Smith
For Māori, soil is more than just a place to grow kai or build upon, it’s taonga and an ancestor. This 2020 handbook digs into Māori relationships with soil, linking that to soil and kai security and more broadly, tino rangatiratanga.
Kai: Food Stories from my Family Table by Christall Low
It’s no surprise that this cookbook won the Judith Binney Prize for Illustrated Non-Fiction at the Ockham New Zealand Book Awards earlier this year – it’s stunning. A compendium of stories, photographs and recipes for dishes like pani popo, tītī, tahini-drizzled toast and boil up, it weaves the traditional with ingredients and techniques one wouldn’t immediately associate with kai Māori. I return to this book often, for its everyday-ness. As I wrote in a review earlier this year, “in a world where kai Māori has been seen as something relegated to tourist attractions or presumed to solely exist in marae wharekai and never beyond, there’s a power in delineating kai Māori as everyday comfort food.”
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Weekly bites
Former Mojo chief executive Pierre van Heerden starts as grocery commissioner today after it was announced on Tuesday that he would take on the newly created role. In the position, created following recommendations made by the Commerce Commission in its market study into the grocery sector, Van Heerden’s primary responsibility will be to keep supermarkets in line with new rules set out in the Grocery Industry Competition Act that are designed to promote competition and protect both consumers and suppliers. Consumer NZ chief executive Jon Duffy said this was an “important step” toward introducing fairness, improved transparency and more competition in the industry dominated by Foodstuffs and Woolworths. “Over the past year and a half we’ve watched sentiment towards the cost of groceries significantly change, rocketing up the list of household financial concerns. It’s imperative we have a grocery sector that is fair and transparent,” said Duffy.
I couldn’t have imagined that one day I’d be mentioning twice in one newsletter the distinctly utilitarian and beloved-by-bureaucrats cafe chain Mojo Coffee, which abounds with young professionals wolfing down middling sandwiches and long blacks out of gold-banded mugs, and yet here I am. On The Spinoff, writer Emma Maguire sets out on an epic quest to visit every single one of the 16 Mojo cafes in Pōneke – which all happen to sit within a 10km radius – in just one day. It’s really a six-hour journey of reconnection with the capital – with copious hot chocolates along the way.
Burgers, fries and milkshakes with a side of rude staff and intentionally terrible service was the schtick at Karen’s Diner. Launched by Australian company Viral Ventures in 2021, it’s expanded across Australia to the UK and since August last year, has had a presence in Auckland suburb Mt Eden. Last month, the chain collapsed, with $4.3 million in outstanding debt and its parent company went into liquidation. Now, Viral Ventures NZ has also been placed into liquidation, with a liquidator appointed to the case telling 1 News there were 23 creditors with “up to about $34,000 owed”. Despite the collapse of the chain, the company seems to still be advertising tickets to its “Karens on tour” events in the UK, Canada, the US and France. Unsurprisingly, the chaotic concept (and questionable business model) hasn’t been without controversy, with endless reports of servers taking their insults too far as well as customers abusing staff – and locally, some fake five-star reviews.
More than just instructions for putting together tasty meals, cookbooks the world over have long doubled as guides to femininity – dispensing polished ideals of homemaking, and domesticity to an assumed entirely female audience. Only relatively recently have cookbooks stepped away from these assumptions. In Eater, Jaya Saxena writes on the wondrous world of cookbooks written by drag queens and all the ways in which they forge an alternative to the unyielding forms of femininity that cookbooks once helped to uphold. “Drag twists, expands, celebrates, and overhauls femininity,” writes Saxena, “and when combined with cooking, it challenges what it means to serve and to host — and what it might mean to, well, successfully execute womanhood (at least as it currently exists).”
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The weekly snack
Lay’s roasted garlic oyster flavour, $2.49 from Jadan: This is likely stating the obvious, but for those who lack enthusiasm for oysters, or any kind of kaimoana for that matter, this bag would be best left on the shelf. Though the flavour is notably more garlic forward than anything else, the more you eat, the more you become aware that the tiny, near imperceptible flavour molecules that dust each chip have at least in part been summoned from the sea. For me, an oyster enthusiast, that’s not a bad thing. Not at all. Perhaps most impressive though was the way these delicate, paper-thin chips managed to carry such a colossal amount of savoury punch, mimicking the barbecued garlic method of cooking the delicacy popular in coastal parts of China. As evidenced by the frenzied speed by which I munched through the bag, I’d say these were really quite tasty – far exceeding my expectations of novelty chip flavours. 8.5/10
Mānawatia a Matariki!
Hei kōnā mai, Charlotte
I was learning te reo in the 1980s(*) I had a copy of The Maori Cookbook, just like the one in the picture. So I would put the date back from 1996 to 1985 -- possibly earlier. The one in your photo is spiral bound, but my copy was folded and stapled, from memory. The style of typesetting and printing looks quite 1980s to me.
*I was learning te reo when I was a high school student, but not at school, since they only had French and German as language options; instead I went to a summer school in 1982, community college night classes (1982-83), and I also studied it through the (then-named) Correspondence School. Glad to see that my former High School in Otautahi now has its own marae! :-)