The biggest problem was convincing my father that organic food was worth eating. All he could think of was the nut loaf with yeast gravy that my mother made in the Seventies.
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My mother made a lot of things because she thought they'd be healthy for us. There were some very unfortunate experiences with whole wheat bread and bananas. I always tried to get rid of that sandwich and eat one of my friends' lunches.
There were different challenges along the way. Certainly the food shortage was unpleasant.
I had all kinds of food issues, including health concerns and weight concerns.
My father belonged to a commune, and the food was ghastly. My idea of food hell is the salad cream they'd pour all over bits of lettuce, cucumber and tomato. It was just disgusting.
It wasn't easy in the 1970s when I initially started on my mission - to take yoga to the world. Nobody knew what it was in Japan. When I met Bill Clinton for the first time, he asked me if it was a form of yogurt that you eat! But I kept my faith and never gave up on my quest.
Economy forced me to become a vegetarian, but I finally starting liking it.
I was born in the '60s and grew up in the '70s - not exactly the best decade for food in British history. It was horrendous. It was a time when, as a nation, we excelled in art and music and acting and photography and fashion - all creative skills... all apart from cooking.
I called a bunch of the restaurants in my neighborhood that I had assumed served all-organic food, and so many didn't!
I used to work a lot on food issues and every time somebody predicted that production would be inadequate they got egg on their face a year or two later.
I became a fanatic about healthy food in 1944.