You seemed to be where I belong
This is obviously not a food blog. I don't really have a good theme going. It is kind of just where I write about my life. Truth be told, I have a lot more ideas for blog entries than will ever actually get written. If I wrote all the blog entries I have planned, I would never have time to do other stuff I love - like jigsaw puzzles and internet stalking. Food is kind of a big part of my life, though, and I do write about food a lot. And most of the blogs I read with any kind of regularity are food blogs. Sometimes I think I should write a food blog, but then I realize that there are already food blogs aplenty and i don't know that I really have all that much to add to the genre. Plus I don't really have the time to keep up with multiple blogs and I would really miss writing about other stuff in my life. Anyway, I am now going to proceed with another post about food:
Food Confessions
1. I kind of don't like the term "foodie". Partly this is because is sounds an awful lot like "doodie". I prefer "food-oriented".
2. I suffer from garlic panic. Whenever a recipe calls for garlic, I add an extra clove or two because I am afraid that it won't be garlicky enough for me.
3. I do not like the following foods: cilantro, bell peppers, water chestnuts, fried eggs, anise, and chicken wings or legs.
4. Truth be told, I don't think turkey is that great either.
5. I also can't stand to watch other people eat chicken wings.
6. I often wonder what foods other food-oriented people don't like.
7. I have tried to stop drinking Dr. Pepper several times, but I always start drinking it again. It is pretty much the only think I consume that has high fructose corn syrup in it. I have weird guilt about this.
8. I think brown sugar and butter creamed together make a very lovely snack.
9. I only recently have owned several pretty standard kitchen utensils such as a rolling pin and a flour sifter.
10. I really like the recipe's in Cooking Light Magazine, but when I make them I ignore it when it calls for a low-fat or sugar-free version of a regular food and instead use the regular version. i have often been known to add fat to the recipe if I think it needs it.
7 comments:
You know how normal Star Trek fans decided to be known as Trekkers, to distinguish themselves from the creepy mouth-breathing Trekkies?
I have been kicking around the idea of issuing an "I am not a foodie; I'm a fooder" manifesto.
Oh, and as for me...
I hate any foods with weird textures: water chestnuts, coconut, watermelon, imitation crab, nuts in ice cream that have gone all soft, raw fish (god knows I've ended up embarrassing myself by visibly gagging at more than one sushi bar) -- to name a few.
I am slowly coming around on cilantro (and parsley and other grassy flavors).
Runny egg yolk grosses me out.
I think peeling the shell off a shrimp is way too much like picking off a scab.
When I was a kid, I saw my dad's sister crack a lobster in half with her giant Man Hands and I've never eaten lobster in the shell since, which is just as well since I'm not that keen on lobster anyway.
A couple grains of sand/grit will ruin an entire meal for me.
I am still partial to any cola with half a lime squeezed into it.
I also enjoy jigsaw puzzles. I wonder if my kid is finally old enough to not eat/lose/hide any pieces.
Hilarious. I think you should do it.
My love of jigsaw puzzles is the thing I tell people to prove that I am a giant nerd.
My last reply was totally interrupted by Shannon who need to use the computer even though we have a perfectly good laptop in the other room....anyway....
It is all about the texture of the water chestnuts for me as well. Also the bell peppers. I don't mind cooked bell peppers nearly as much as fresh ones. I can't deal with the crunch.
I almost said something about the irony of having no problem killing a lobster to eat it, but being disgusted by chicken wings. On a related note, since we started feeding our dogs a diet of raw meat and bones, most of their meals consist of chicken wings. The crunch of them eating the chicken bones is truly one of the foulest things I have ever experienced.
Yesterday, I ate sushi by myself for the first time ever. It was a big moment for me. I am only now getting to the point where I can do the raw stuff. I can't think about it too much or I will be embarrassing myself, too.
You know, that's really when I stopped liking seafood: when I started feeding fishy canned cat food to my cats.
Dude, I gagged on MORIMOTO SUSHI. I think I'm incapable of overcoming my texture issue with raw fish.
In the summers, at the library where we used to live, they used to set up a summer fun... thing, and they'd put out these Harry Potter jigsaw puzzles that I was OBSESSED with. I'd be like, "yeah, yeah, baby, you got a book, that's super... now where's the rest of Hagrid's head...?" I'm pretty sure all the librarians thought I was batshit crazy.
Oh! Thought of another one: avocado.
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