Cinnamon rolls, this time.
The season’s festivities in Denmark have been overshadowed by the prospect that it could be the last Danish Christmas before a European Union ban on their beloved kanelsnegler or cinnamon rolls.
The proposed ban followed plans by Denmark’s food safety agency to implement EU regulations aimed at limiting the amount of coumarin, a naturally occurring toxic chemical found in the most commonly used type of cinnamon, cassia.
Under Danish interpretation of the EU legislation the amount of cinnamon in “everyday fine baked goods” will be limited to 15mg per kilo meaning a ban on Kanelsnegler pastries, a winter favourite in all Nordic countries, which take their name from their coiled snail shape.
It doesn’t affect me. I’m not Danish, after all. And I don’t have any particular liking for cinnamon rolls.
But what if you are Danish (as some of my readers are), and you love cinnamon rolls? The ban is going to blow a hole in your life, and in quite a few bakers’ lives.
Where does it end? I don’t think there’s anything that can’t be banned. And each ban does a little bit (or a lot) of cultural damage. Each ban chisels off another piece of someone’s culture, and someone’s pleasure. For no discernible benefit to anyone.
It’s a gradual process of cultural demolition, gradually reducing everyone and everything. It’s cultural vandalism, no different from smashing every single window pane in a house.
Anyway, here’s Helena Bonham Carter.