Not every meal needs a recipe. Sometimes it just needs a spoon and a jar. These 12 make-ahead or slow-fermented foods have nourished generations — and they still hold their own on today’s snack plates.

It started with a ceramic plate, a piece of cheese, some grapes, a wine glass wheeled in tight. No flame. No stove. No recipe. Back in 2023, TikTok user Olivia Maher—sister of Olympic rugby star Ilona Maher—named it “Girl Dinner”. In a video testimony, she described it as a “medieval peasant meal” she loved. The clip went viral, sparking millions of videos of minimalist meals that looked like they were thrown together—or maybe just unearthed from a ragged fridge. (Glamour, The Hans India, Cultura Colectiva)

The hum of the fridge. The tap leaking, soft as breath. The kettle rattling, forgotten and still full. There’s an avocado on the counter that went bad yesterday. A heel of bread. One last hardboiled egg, peeled already, shrivelled a little. One pickle. A triangle of cheese. Three olives, maybe four, soft, salty, slumped.

You walk into a kitchen in Beirut, Busan, Barcelona, Bamako. You sit. You wait. You don’t get one plate—you get six. Ten. Fifteen. Some small, some smaller. A pickled thing, a fried thing, a thing cured in salt or smoked in the firepit out back. Chickpeas mashed with garlic. Eggplant blackened to silk. Anchovies glistening in oil. Kimchi sharp as a slap. Carrots steeped in vinegar. Olives, dozens of them, wrinkled or slick or stuffed with almonds.

Girl dinner, they say, is effortless. A scoop of hummus, a heel of bread, the last of the berries, some pickled beans from a jar so old the label’s curling. It’s a meal that doesn’t pretend to be anything but enough.

But “effortless” is a myth.

Eight-fifteen on a Wednesday night. The overhead light in the kitchen hums like a bug zapper. You open the fridge with the vague hope that something edible has manifested since the last time you looked. There it is: half a cucumber, one end chewed back like a raccoon got to it. The last heel of a loaf. Cheese—dry at the edges, but still cheese. A spoonful of olives, the kind that came from a jar and taste like salt and regret. And oh! A miracle! Two slices of smoked fish curled like commas in the back of the Tupperware.