Comments on: Writer's Block: Eat, Drink, Be Merry

By: melly_girl

melly_girl — Thu, 27 Nov 2008 16:08:04 +0000

The canned jelled cranberry sauce is not the same thing as the homemade kind. My mother used to buy the canned stuff until she got a recipe using real cranberries and orange marmalade. Now, that cranberry sauce is to die for and gave me new appreciation for cranberries period.
Personally, I am not a “bean” person. I love green beans, but regular beans are not my thing unless they are black beans or frijoles/charra bean soup. Not even red beans and rice encourage me to eat.

By: alice_curiouser

alice_curiouser — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 23:15:55 +0000

PS – Peas are gross. Yams with marshmallows are gross. But I think green bean casserole is gross, too.

By: alice_curiouser

alice_curiouser — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 23:14:38 +0000

I LOOOOOOOVE cranberry sauce… so much so that I serve three kinds: canned jellied, canned whole berry, and homemade. Sadly, overgrown 7-year-old that I am, I prefer the jellied kind with the can marks. :)

By: atticus_frog

atticus_frog — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 19:02:49 +0000

Your description of cranberry sauce from a tin had me howling with laughter and crazily nodding my head in utter sympathy. Indented red stuff, indeed! x

By: 52merk

52merk — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 13:47:19 +0000

I had the same cranberry sauce experience growing up as you did: circular slices, cuts guided by the can grooves. Yecchh. Some time back in the 70s, however, a friend gave Mrs. Merk a recipe for a homemade version, with bits of orange, and walnut, and a smidgeon of Southern Comfort- there’s a world of difference.
I don’t know who got the idea to put marshmallows on yams. What a stupid idea! I’d dismiss it as “1950′s dreck” but that epithet would probably besmirch the green bean/ French fried onion casserole, which I came to late in life but have learned to love.
Peas? What can I say? I kind of like them. I’ll eat your peas and you can have my lima beans. Yiccch-o!
However, as far as “thoroughly disgusting traditional foods,” nothing will top the turnip that my mother baked and mashed once a year. (Thank God that was all.) Bitter and virtually inedible on the plate, the cooking process stunk up the house like a backed-up sewer. I’ve heard that in Europe, turnips are not considered fit for the table, but are fed instead to cows and pigs. Those Europeans have the right idea.

By: jenbooks

jenbooks — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 13:00:03 +0000

The texture is yucky! And the taste is worse. Bleh! :D

By: _ishtahar_

_ishtahar_ — Wed, 26 Nov 2008 09:19:02 +0000

I absolutely hate peas also. They creep me out a bit…