Risqué Orangina Ads Stir Controversy
Um. Someone at Orangina's ad agency just needs to join a Furry fetish group, methinks. Much better outlet for that sort of thing.
Um. Someone at Orangina's ad agency just needs to join a Furry fetish group, methinks. Much better outlet for that sort of thing.
Kraft Mac & Cheese. It was a naughty treat in my tofu/brown rice household growing up. I still eat it once in a while now, because it's fast and cheap, but every single time it just makes my mouth sad.
To echo the above: no good bread in the bay? Are you high? I've missed nothing more since moving to NY as the bread from back home, particularly the sourdough. I finally found a decent loaf at the Union Square GM and ate half of it in one sitting.
Hell, I grew up eating french toast made with sourdough. If you love it, you get it. I wouldn't eat rye bread on a bet. Doesn't mean I'm going to tell someone who likes it that they have no taste and don't know anything about good bread. And like someone upthread said, not everything labeled "sourdough" is actually sourdough.
@ PeanutButter: "Oh yeah, and the nurses at work have a saying: "The longer the birth plan, the higher the chance of a Cesarean" "
Sooooo very true. This nurse's theory is that the stress of trying to control every detail stresses you out so hard that you can't focus on your actual job, which is delivering a healthy baby. My mom had both of us without even an IV and was home in six hours. My cousin was induced, they pushed her too hard and she had an emergency C section. Every birth is different.
My best advice as a NICU nurse who's been to lots of births is make your wishes (food related or not) known to your nurses and doctor, but be realistic that sometimes stuff just happens and the plan may not be feasible. And know that since OB/L&D is the most sued specialty in medicine, MDs and RNs get reaaaally twitchy about deviating from hospital protocol, because that can be their only defense if something goes awry. The best thing is to check in with your doc BEFORE something comes up during the labor process, when you're not in pain or overwhelmed by emotions. And if your doc says "NO. All women at X hospital must be on their backs/confined to bedrest/totally without food or drink no matter what" then maybe think about another hospital.
A coworker of mine went to Wendy's for dinner last night and her sammich was tomato-less. Of course, with this particular Wendy's it could have just been their classic inability to get anything right, but I'm assuming since McD's is doing without right now, the rest of fast-foodlandia might be as well.
I still love Fig Newtons, too but will enjoy any Fig Newton 'knockoff". I did like popscicles but today find them too sweet and lacking in flavour. I even ate them through my university years but their allure was probably their cheapness... I was a pretty eager eater - loved all vegetables except parsnips which I now adore. I steam them lightly and caramelize them in butter and brown sugar - one of my many fave vegetables. I liked meat in my childhood but eat it rarely today. I loved hotdogs but don't enjoy them today. I'll eat one at a barbecue but I'd rather have something else. Foods are so nostalgic. We travel back in our minds to the very moment of tasting. I love the evocative nature of food as well as the taste.
I wonder if today's kids, 15 years from now, will be getting nostalgic about the same nasty kids foods. Definitely not Bourdain's kid unless she swears off game birds!
If I get a craving for a childhood food I have to cuccumb to it no questions asked. The only thing that I will not eat now (thank God for no craving) is lamb and liverwurst that THEN i liked, now I won't touch it.
Snowballs (yeah the pink things), Candy Corn, those stupid orange peanut shaped marshmellow things (what were they supposed to taste like anyway?), anything marshmellow including Mallow Mars, But for some strange reason I like a smores (only made over an outside fire) maybe once a year.
I always hated bologna, didn't like hotdogs (unless drowning in ketchup) until I was a teenager (and discovered really good mustard, not that yucky yellow stuff) and now I only eat them at the "game" or grilled crispy from The Blarney Stone. Guilty pleasure - and then I am sorry, Big Mac, Chocolate Shake and fries (only once a year) considering you can get a sublime burger with MacDonalds quality fries in so many places in NYC. Must be that special sauce. Always hated any cold cereal and still eat oatmeal (from scratch) the way my mom made it with milk, butter, sugar and cinnamon - a true comfort food on a crisp cold winter morning.
Love:
Snickers
Reeses Peanut Butter Cups
but Lindt Chocolate is the adult thing, oh those truffles!
Boo on who said Girl Scout Cookies, support a good cause, eat the thin mints and tagalongs (another guilty pleasure that I insist on sharing with my entire family).
I am a New York food snob and a former restaurant professional so I crave the stuff I can't make myself. Never got into frosting in a can or brownies from a mix. I can make it faster and better.
DISTROY ALL PEEPS! Must try blowing them up in the microwave, thanks for the idea.
Am I the only person who cannot eat Captain Crunch cereal as an adult? OMG the stuff shreds the roof of your mouth and put you into insulin shock. What was I not thinking?
Ramen Noodles. That pure salt seasoning packet and those waxy noodles. My friends and I used to LOVE them for an after school snack. They are the one food I absolutely can't stomach anymore.
I loves me some Skettios, though!
Gad! You execute Peeps -- for fun! (Gulp!) I adore Peeps, and I'm probably old enough to be your grandmother. I also still like Moon Pies, but I nuke them so they become s'mores-like. I also have learned to love exceedingly dark rich chocolate, assorted organ meats and all the other frou-frou foods favored by self-proclaimed gourmands. The difference, I believe, is that in childhood we only THOUGHT we could have eaten Peeps for breakfast, lunch and dinner; we couldn't have then anymore than we could now. All things in moderation -- even Peeps.
Strange maybe, but that makes it a great advertisement.
"Is that a bottle of Orangina in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?"
PEEPS...my stepmom sends me a package each Easter specifically so I may have the thrill of microwaving those neon-colored chicks of sugar death. I am not a violent lady by nature but watching those things expand and explode is FUN! Just a suggestion...spray the inside of the microwave oven with a very thin coat of cooking spray or something like it, because you'll be using every ounce of elbow grease you possess to clean it! LOL Although cleaning it up would be good exercise...:-)
Website:
Location:
About:
Favorite foods:
Last bite on earth: