This was written a while back to aide and assist all my fantastic friends who make me amazing home cooked meals.
This blog will be appended as I become a grown up and finally learn to eat my vegetables…
First things first… No seafood. If it comes from the ocean I’m not having it. Pretty strange that I hail from New Orleans and I don’t eat seafood. I do have childhood memories of seafood po' boys and fried catfish but something happened and I can’t deal with it anymore. Here is the biggest curveball in my food weirdness repertoire - I do eat sushi, but mainly only tuna and salmon. I had a friend who made me eat a spicy tuna roll in LA about 7 years ago. Maybe it’s the dosing of the fish in a lot of soy sauce and wasabi and having rice to dilute it, or maybe it’s the raw aspect of it. Who knows, but I dig sushi, just don’t try to stick a piece of eel or anything else weird in there.
Ok, let’s continue…
No curry (or Indian food) I don’t like the way you or I smell afterwards.
Pro cucumbers – anti pickles.
No Onions! Or anything in the onion family, this includes leeks, scallions, Peppers (red/green/yellow/etc/...) . I really dig spicy food though and I'm a big fan of garlic. The exception to this rule, I love French’s fried onions as well as Funyons and Ill scarf down an onion ring or two as long as it has the right batter to onion ratio- I guess that onion flavor 'sends me'.
No mayo. Who the hell came up with that? Exception – spicy tuna roll (see above).
No “salad sandwiches” I guess this goes along with the mayo one, but no egg salad, no tuna salad, ung. The ultimate 'meh!'
No olives. What the hell are those?
Tomatoes are reserved for pasta sauce and occasionally on a salad; they are not made for sandwiches.
Fruit does not belong in desert; it goes in smoothies, where it belongs.
Ammendment #1 (thanks sweetheart) - No coffee. The taste of coffee is disgusting! What are you people thinking! I can be that case study of the person who never drank coffee. PS I love Tea
So please don’t invite me to the curried eel and onion soup party, I would graciously decline. Or just bring a stack of bread to make my toast.
God I love toast…
3 comments:
How could you love French's fried onions and Funyons? For shame!
You also don't like coffee. You're weird.
Hilarious how you think the taste of coffee is disgusting. What about the taste of cigarettes? You love that. That, my dear, is gross. Make out with me...I just had coffee.
I wish we had all the comments from the old blog.
Last night at dinner Jens said to me "I've been wondering all day what you were going to eat."
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