Lilija
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Glorified Rice, Hi.....
I'm all for chacun a son/sa gout (each to his/her taste) and was certainly exaggerating just a bit in the sake of humor.
On the other hand, I cannot feel that there must be some limits. What for example would we two think of a food product whose major ingredients are diglycerides, sodium stearoyl, lactylate, polysorbate 60, dipotassium phosphate and sodium acid pyrophosphate as well as the nearly unpronounceable hydropropylmethylcellulose. Finally,in order to give us the illusion that these things are real food,they also contain artificial color and taste materials, withoutwhich they would probably taste similar to the plastic bags we receive at supermarkets*.
The products in question are the sweet cream and whipped cream substitutes sold under the brand name of "Rich". To the best of my knowledge there are three categories of people who use these products – those who are lactose intolerant (and I have no bone whatsoever to pick with those people), those who keep kashrut and thus avoid combining milk and meat products in the same meal and those who use dairy substitutes because for some reason or another they have an absolute terror of anything that hints of cholesterol.
Like Velveeta (in my opinion), Rich is edible and will probably do us no harm whatsoever. Neither in my opinion is tasty and neither adds joy to our lives as food is supposed to. As once I wrote about a completely different product: "This stuff is edible. Why anyone would choose to eat is eludes me".
*shrug* It seems as though many eG folks were raised on Velveeta, or worse. I didn't taste brie, till my early 20's. You can't replicate that particular nuance of creamy, melty, salty, "cheezy" goodness with any natural product. I eat it today, because I choose to, which is a nice change from eating it because I have to. It's a comfort food thing.
In my first post, I took it for granted that I had to mention cheese...but yeah, definitely yellow american, the more processed the better, as my first choice, with cheddar a close second, for a standard burger. Though, it's nice to have feta or bleu from time to time, on special burgers. Velveeta or similar products are as much a part of our family's standard backyard burger, as the bun. We go out specifically and buy processed cheese for burgers, and good ol' grilled cheese.
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Sometimes, just cheese.
Sometimes a bit of dijon, some red onion, and a bit of pickle. Sometimes a smear of mayo and a slice of tomato.
Sometimes, Walkerswood Jerk Seasoning (the paste).
Lately, bleu cheese and bacon.
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\ my previous pet peeve of the giant pepper milll-
Ah, the giant pepper mill! The utter absurdity--are pepper mills so precious that each restaurant can afford only one? And the ever increasing size--I would love to draw a cartoon for the New Yorker of two waiters carrying a cannon-sized pepper mill on their shoulders, pallbearer style.
Any place that insists on putting condiments on my food, for me, annoys the crap out of me. We ate at a burger joint a while back, I can't remember the name, but the EXTREMELY perky waiter squoze ketchup in a goofy smily face, near my fries. I. Hate. Ketchup. In fact, I ordered my burger without the stuff. Now I gotta barricade my fries and stare at this friggin red smily face. Too much "flair". Same goes for those chain "Italian" places that grate the cheese on your food for you. I appreciate the fresh grated cheese, but I hate having to say "a little, please. A little bit more. Ok. OKAY."
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I've had Baja Fresh's tortilla soup, and it's very good, but I don't taste any beef, it's not rich enough. My guess is that they use a vegetable broth base.
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I would say it's all service, too. Right down to the hot dog guy. You didn't shop for, take home, unwrap, and cook that hot dog. That's all been done (however badly) so, it's "service".
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A little of both, I guess. We have an array of favorites that we love, and return to frequently. We have a go to place, for each of many different needs.
Once in awhile, a new place will open locally, and we give it a shot, or we'll seek out somewhere new, or something different entirely, when we're looking for a place to go, but for the most part, when we look for something new, we're looking to add it to our stable of "old faithful" places, or to compare it somehow.
Our Thai place, for example. We ate at a restaurant almost faithfully for the past 9 years. We developed a fantastic rapport with the place. During that time, we would sample other places in the area, most were decent, some were great, but not as great as our place. Now, the owner has moved back to Thailand, and we've got to take our regular Thai business elsewhere, it sucks, but it's not as painful as it would be, if we hadn't tried out the other local Thai places.
That's how we are with pretty much every restaurant. We have a steady place, but make sure we've been around, too.
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That's the single best way to eat it. I know it's July, and all, but I know what I'm having for breakfast, tomorrow...
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We're a food family, and a rat family. This is a movie that really appealed to many facets of our familial interests, for once! An original idea, not a sequel, or a godfersaken 'threequel'. Definitely a refreshing, funny, sweet family movie, that all of us enjoyed. Charming plot, if simple, but it's for kids. My 8 year old loved it.
I love seeing rats portrayed in such a way, accurately, yet in a positive way. I loved seeing that kitchen, and all the love and attention to detail they gave both aspects. I also loved the AMAZING CGI, it was like, ultraphotorealistic. Prettier than real. The water, the rats' fur, the food, the metals around the kitchen, all the detail! It was hard to believe at some points that it was all pixels.
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That's pretty much how I make/order/eat all my sandwiches. The simpler the better, I'm not one for a huge mess of stuff, lots of competing flavors, gloppy sauces.
My favorites: Turkey on wholewheat toast and a little mayo, with lots of cracked pepper.
Ham, Cheddar, bread.
Tuna salad, folded into one slice of soft wheat bread. (never two. I can't explain why, but I eat this sandwich by the half. Sometimes, I can consume 3 halves, but, that's neither here nor there.)
Liverwurst, pickle relish, rye.
Grilled cheese. Cheese. Bread.
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Cheese popcorn. The oranger the better.
Cherry hard candy. I've been eating cherry hard candies, for a week, before I thought to eat a cherry Jolly Rancher. It is THE perfect, the epitome of all fake-cherry flavors, the absolute realization of that craving, as soon as it began to dissolve on my tounge, I just about saw God.
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Why use food coloring when you can use perfectly good Chambord! The more you drink, the purtier it gets.
Genius!
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I think they -would- catch on, if any attention was given to marketing. I mean, look at what marketing has done for the sugary salt water of Gatorade. Orbits was just gross, either way. Yuck flavors, and the balls were kind of weird, not like a good bumpy bubble tea. At least as far as I remember.
Yeah, I think it would catch on in the States, if it was packaged and marketed right, for sure.
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Can't say I was ever sucked in. For starters, I'm very sensitive to caffiene, even the little bit in Crystal Lite iced tea, is enough to keep me tossing and turning, if I drink enough of it. I drink caffiene free diet sodas, for the most part. Secondly...the taste. A friend of mine was into the sugar free Red Bull, so I had a swig. Not god-awful, but nothing I would go out of my way for. Recently, at Costco, they were giving away samples of the Monster energy drink...dear God, it took me 45 minutes to get the slick-vinyl-fake cherry-achingly sweet taste out of my mouth.
At work, we did an energy drink study, sampling a 'flight' of half a dozen energy drink prototypes every day over the course of a week. Some were really REALLY good, like a very natural sparkling tart orange flavor, like someone captured what sunshine would taste like. Some were really really REALLY bad, like fake banana/cherry in a thin, milky flavored base. It was so bad, I thought it was gonna give me a bloody nose, or something.
That's been my exposure to them, and it's been harsh enough to steer me away from those tall, expensive cans. I get buzzed enough from tea.
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I have to take iron, because of a deficiency, but it's not as easy as "take tablet, and now I have iron" My doc told me it was something that builds up over time, and stored in your liver. After starting fresh on a iron suppliment regimen, it takes 21 days or something, for your body to absorb and start using it. I don't remember exactly, but iron is the only thing that I take regularly.
I do keep a bottle of multis that I take on hangover days (or the night before, if I remember). Or, if I've had a busy week, not paying attention to what I consume, just dashing down fast food, I take them.
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my mom got me hooked on sliced banana with powdered tang sprinkled on top and I recently revived the practice using orange gatorade powder, or better yet, Crystal Lite.
That totally reminded me of a weird habit I had when I was a kid. My mom wouldn't let me have candy, or keep sugary sweets in the house, so I (like any enterprising sugar-junkie child) made do. I would eat jello powder straight from the packet, with a wet finger, or instant sweetened iced tea powder. I would pour a tablespoon or two in a bowl, and secret it off to my room, where I would lay on my tummy reading, and dabbing up the sugar powder. A few tablespoons would last me all afternoon, and it was a great sugar fix. Come to think of it...I did this right up till I moved out on my own. Lost the taste for all that sugar, I guess.
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You people plan your corn? You have a method!?
Chalk me up as random, and bewildered about all these methods. I thought the typewriter thing was limited to Disney cartoons. My housemate does the typewriter thing, but he's got some insane food quirks, I thought the corn thing was just another one of his oddities. Come to think of it, my husband eats rings, starting with the left, cleaning the cob completely around in a spiral, to the right. Here I thought they were just nuts.
Me? I just eat the thing. A bite here, a bite there, till it's gone. I eat indivudual kernels when it's really good, and I feel like playing around and making it last, by plucking each one out between my teeth, and popping them.
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When eating a hot dog, I find it to be too bready, so I pinch the bottom of the bun off, leaving a handy pair of "bread stripes' to hold my dog with. This works on any kind, anywhere, any kind of roll, with any topping except chili. The meatiness of the chili brings the bread back in proportion, and you NEED the extra bread. Plus I prefer to eat those with a fork, anyway. (because if I'm gonna have a chili dog, that baby is gonna be smothered! Chili, cheese, diced onions, jalapenos, mustard).
If I'm really hungry, or if it's a very good bun, I'll go back and eat the doggy flavored bread bits that I pinched off, after I'm done with the dog.
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I was just out walking a dog and he seemed to sense a disturbance in the Force.
I love that your dog is a Jedi.
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Well, if the dry spell gets tooooo dry, you could always head over to Jersey! Munchos aplenty, around here.
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I'm not alone! My husband eats them all the time, and I can't stand them, for all the above cited reasons. I've got a thing against lettuce in hot sandwiches, for starters, because there's nothing appealing about warm shredded lettuce, all wet, goopy and wilted. Wraps, as far as I've seen, are one of the biggest hot lettuce culprits.
I have had a few good wraps, though. Very rare, maybe two, total in my whole life... One was a buffalo burger in wrap form, with black beans, burritoish condiments and mixed greens...it was fantastic, almost a burrito, which was probably why it was good. Another was this ham, turkey, and brie wrap, with a garlic aoli, avocado, and sprouts. It was well assembled, and well excecuted, no lettuce or tomatos to make it messy.
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I'm reading, I always read'em, I've read all three of yours, in fact. I'm just sparse with the commentary. I'm interested to see how the cake goes, and how the weekend unfolds
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Walking to the deli, one block away, to order one of their amazing roast beef subs, a bag of Smartfood popcorn, and a bottle of iced tea. It was a short walk, but the scent of the sub leaking through the butcher paper wrap was enough to make me break into a jog. It was my first "alone" trips to the store, to get dinner for my mom and I to share.
10 years later, I wound up working a that same deli, after consuming God knows how many subs, I finally learned how to make them. The place closed, about 8 years ago, and I have still never had a sandwich so perfect, as the ones from Kellers.
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Isn't it a great feeling? We're experiencing that now, with our 8 year old. Just last night, as we were discussing dinner for the next few days, over the dinner table, he says "Mom, you haven't made Thai in awhile, you could make red curry tomorrow". He's also begun experimenting with hot sauces. I have them on the table at most meals, and I catch him putting a drop or two on his food, and tasting it. I feel lucky, because his favorite, and most requested places to eat, are the sushi place on the corner, and a hole-in-the-wall (authentic) Mexican dive.
It does my heart good, not only to see him growing into a solid, experimental, appreciative eater, but to see other parents encourage the same. Of course, from eGullet I wouldn't expect different, but it's refreshing, because I see so many kids subsisting on chicken fingers and fries.
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Heh, besides those, I learned a lot from (I might be dating myself here...) the barbecue chapter of "Frugal Gourmet Cooks American" or something like that.
Still, at least take a look at the USA one, then, there's an entire chapter on beans alone. I have both, and I don't feel that they overlap much.
Irritating Guest Habits
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Demanding a free meal for any random reason.
A long long time ago, in fact, the last time we ever brought my mother and stepdad to one of 'our' restaurants, they caused an embarassing scene.
It was an upscale Chinese place, very small, something like 8 tables in the whole place. Two servers, one old guy, and one teenage-ish girl. We knew the family that ran it, which made this even more upsetting. The girl was carrying a full pitcher of water and a few glasses, and she tripped, dumping the whole tray on the floor. She was about 3-4 ft away from our table, but some of the water splashed on the cuff of my stepdad's jeans...
He complained loudly, and to anyone that could hear, about clumsy staff, and how he deserves a free meal for getting 'drenched' and how dangerous it was, with the glass everywhere. He repeatedly examined his pants and lifted his cuff, to poke around at his sock and shoe. When the poor girl happened by our table, a few minutes later, he caught her elbow (chalk that up to another unforgivable habit...grabbing the servers) and said "Honey, you got me all wet! I think you may have hit me with broken glass. Something needs to be done, here, we should get a free meal or something!" We shut him up, and when the owner came by, we played it off, like he was kidding. I thought the poor girl was gonna cry.