Ever since the movie “Seven”, I have found anything tied to the number seven a bit creepy. (PS-I would totally take the pills…) Yet, I have been hit 7,777 times with this “Seven Things about You” tag. So, since it is Friday and none of you are reading, I am going to take it on. This being a food blog and all, here are seven things about me relating to food:
1. My favorite food as a baby was carrots. I went through a stage where that was all I would eat. I turned a light shade of yellow due to all the beta carotene.
2. I love black licorice. In fact, I adore black licorice. I always pick out the black jelly beans and those bastard child Twizzlers are my favorite.
3. My mother used to make this weird version of Spanish rice and, sweet baby Jesus, I really hated that crap. I think as an adult I could eat it, but the thought of it does not thrill me. Sorry, Mom.
4. I have eaten horse and I liked it. It freaks people out, but please keep in mind: many feel about your hamburger the same way you feel about eating horse.
5. When I think about what it would be like to have kids, I always think about food. I am desperately afraid of having fat children, not because I don’t think I would love them (I know I would), but because I know how painfully difficult it is to be an overweight child and adolescent. I also wonder how I could reassure a child about “loving themselves” and “it is what inside that matters”…when I know that is not the truth. I am scared I am not capable of instilling a healthy relationship with food in a child, as my relationship with food is tenuous at best and volatile at worst.
6. My best friend in elementary school and I used to eat dog biscuits just to prove we were badasses.
7. Anyone who has spent about 2 minutes on this blog knows how I feel about coconut. The only other thing that I hate with even half the fervor I reserve for coconut is Hawaiian pizza. In college, I had an unfortunate incident with vodka, pineapple pizza and my nasal passage. I have never quite recovered.
And my Halloween gift is I am not tagging any of you…
Loved carrots as a kid - not a huge fan now. Think I had my fill growing up. The same goes for Chef Boyardee Mini Ravioli.
Hate black licorice. You can have mine.
My dad used to eat dog biscuits to make us laugh.
I don’t think your kids will be fat. You aren’t going to rely on processed and fast foods to feed them, so I’m sure they’ll be fine.
Oh Chef Boyardee Mini Ravioli! Man, that was SERIOUS late night food in college. Sweet, sweet memories.
We should spend Easter together… you eat the black jellybeans and I’ll eat all the rest. Sound fair?
Sounds perfect…I can make ham with coke!
I don’t mind the horse thing. I think if you travel, you’re forced to take in different cultures, and in some of them horse is A-OK to eat. I’m usually pretty good about that stuff, but I once had to draw the line at sheep’s anus. It’s called mokh-mokh and they serve it up in Dagestan, Russia. Fun to say, but, uh, not so fun to eat. I just couldn’t do it.
Wow…that may be a line I would have a hard time crossing. My line is pretty far too.
I ate the horse in France, so yes…could not say no.
I think I accidentally ate horse in France. Easy to do when you’re in another country, in a new supermarket and in a hurry. I finally noticed when I was eating it that the meat looked a bit darker than usual, but still tasted fine so I kept right on eating it.
Black licorice is the most disgusting thing in the world to me, but I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE coconut. Anything coconut. Hmmm I’m craving some Panang with coconut milk now…
Stuff like licorice, cilantro, coconut, olives….all really divisive. People love ‘em of hate ‘em.
I ate a dog biscuit in exchange for Hayley Dunne showing me her boobs when I was 15. Great days…
Who can blame you? I hear Hayley was a hottie.
oohhh i heart black licorice too. the jelly beans, the gummy thingys, all of it. and im with freck- your kids will not end up eating all the crap that so many other kiddies eat, the stuff that gets them in trouble.
happy halloween!
I hope you and freck are right…PRAY. Well, a heathen prayer.
That is the best gift you could ever give to a blogger.
I am a giver-what can I say.
I’d try horse. Hell, I’d probably make Mr. Ed jokes all the while I was eating it.
But wow, sheep’s anus? I don’t think I could eat that either, or anything that is actually or is close to animal genitalia. That reminds me of the time one of my best friends accidentally ate the penis at a lamb roast. His wife asked him how it tasted, and I told her “probably the same as when you do it.”
Wow, I am gonna go out on a limb here and say I don’t think it is the same.
Seven things about me and food (and drink):
1. Carrot cake is evil and loathesome. Oddly enough, I like raw carrots and will tolerate cooked ones. But in cake - not on your life.
2. The private nursery school I attended at age five often served beets for lunch, and we had to finish everything. To this day, I cannot bear to look at beets.
3. Speaking of bad experiences, during my freshman year in college I got extremely intoxicated on Southern Comfort and nearly destroyed another student’s dorm room (long story). Even now, just the thought of SoCo makes me want to barf.
4. Not to sound snobbish or anything, but filet mignon is by far my favorite cut of beef.
5. You know you’ve had too much to drink when you wake up the next morning fully dressed with the light on.
6. Wine snobs are highly annoying. As punishment, they should be forced to drink nothing but Night Train Express and Wild Irish Rose.
7. Shrimp is overrated. It’s tasty, to be sure, but not worth the premium prices it gets.
I think filet mignon is really overrated, frankly. Give me hanger steak any day.
Well at least it was your nasal passage! You want pizza you don’t go west of NJ or south of Philly. You definitely don’t go to the west coast or beyond where they just don’t get the concept. If it had been a possibility on the Sinai way back when I guarantee you there would have been an 11th commandment - thou shalt not put pineapple on pizza!
Wow, you are serious about your pizza, friend.
#5 hits a chord with me…. I know that is important to me as well…. My (theoretical) future kids may not always like me for pushing it so hard but there will be so many reasons why I would do it only out of love for them… Hopefully I (and you too) will figure out the best way to do so.
I think being aware of it is more than half the battle.
The only thing that could have made the final scene in Se7en more traumatic would have been if Brad Pitt had found coconut inside.
“What’s in the box???!!”
We are forever united in our mutual hatred of coconut…glad to have good on my side.
I love black licorice too. Oh so good - but recently I’ve also come to enjoy the red stuff too. Have you ever tried chocolate licorice? If its quality made (not the store bought stuff, that’s usually nasty) - its amazing.
There is only 1 thing coconuts are good for — cut em in half and use em as a bikini top. Hot!
All I can think of is “I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts”…
I LOVE black liquorice. And hate Hawaiian pizza. And I worry about the same thing with children. I have such a complicated relationship with food and my body.
Well, at least we can teach our kids to love licorice. There is a start.
Don’t worry, just have kids by a thin guy. Your type is tall and lanky, right? See that’s the thing: if people were more superficial in choosing the father / mother of their kids, they wouldn’t have to worry about their offspring doing well.
You ended up OK anyway — it could have been a childhood infection. There are mice studies showing that certain adenoviruses can cause obesity. Think of it as a really long case of the chickenpox! Plus you ended up with a nice juicy ass, and really, isn’t that the important thing?
Hey, off-topic but do you know of any other bread types that have gone through a fashion cycle lately? So far I’ve covered baguette, focaccia, and ciabatta…
Tall and lanky? No… Good try though. And, yes, I guess my juicy ass cancels out the childhood taunts.
Hmm…well, in general, the multi-grain trend is still huge.
Yeah, I’m with you on the hawaiin pizza. People who eat that should rot in hell.
And it should be very painful…
The coconut in the box made me do a spit take with my pumpkin spice latte. Good thing I’m wearing dark colors today.
And I totally would have taken the pills as well.
Thank GOD someone agrees with me. We speak the truth, yo.
Ah, I was remembering this:
https://lemmonex.com/2008/07/16/contest-its-about-you/#comment-2435
Damn, I am impressed! Good memory.
~ You can have my black licorice anytime, my friend. I can’t stand *anything* anise-flavored.
~ I have the same fear with my own children. I was well into adulthood before I was comfortable with the skin I was in thanks to getting teased a lot about my weight growing up. heck. I don’t think I was really there when we worked together. (I’m still working on dropping some weight through a more-balanced diet and exercise to keep hypertension at bay. Yay, genetics!)
My seven: http://shotthefood.wordpress.com/2008/10/31/sabine-lemming/
~S~
Anyone who was different worries, I think. We will do our best, I know we will.
My best friend in elementary school and I used to eat dog biscuits just to prove we were badasses.
So, would you eat dog biscuits before coconuts?
Oh, hell yeah yes. I am telling you-I almost have a phobia of those white flakes.
So if I may haikummarize
no to coconuts
yes to black licorice yo
death to pineapple
Perfection. Love it.
Licorice trivia: although candy is generally subject to sales tax, in some states licorice is exempt. It contains flour as an ingredient, and according to some definitions items containing flour are “food products” (and therefore exempt from sales tax) rather than “candy.”
Kit-Kat and Twix bars are tax-exempt in some states for the same reason.
FOOD PRODUCT! Good lord. This is what it has come to in our country.
I was a fat kid too. I secretly fear having children for those exact reasons.
Ugh. I think it makes people really uncomfortable when I admit this, but it is something a lot of us think…
Oh, and I’m terrified of what pregnancy would wreak on that tenuous/volatile relationship.
Um, yes. YES. That too.
Umm…ham with Coke is divinely good. And if it’s any consolation, I ate cat food when I was a kid simply because I was stupid; I had no notion of it making me a badass (which, for the record, I most assuredly was Not!)
Well, it shows what kind of kid I was that this made me think I was a badass.
Eaten horse?! Ah! No judgments, just…ah! The equestrian in me cringes just a little.
But, I wholly concur about Hawaiian pizza. Pineapple with ham with tomato sauce with crust?! Ugh. Utterly disgusting.
I know…just not a fan. So wrong. Sausage and artichoke on my pizza, please.
Just about the only things the kid will eat with any regularity are carrots, hummus, and green beans.
Love black licorice, but even the smell of red licorice makes me wince.
I have a neighbor who has been known to give her toddler a dog biscuit when he’s clamoring for food and that’s all that’s at hand. Hilarity ensues.
And the kid eats the biscuit? Hey…whatever works I guess.
eww i hate black jelly beans…i got a big container from a warehouse store, and threw out all of them…had i know i would have saved them and sent them in the mail.
as for me, i seem to do things in even numbers. when i set an alarm its always on the hour or half hour. when i take sips of a drink i count in my head by 2’s. i have two pillows on my bed. when i eat jellys beans, i put two or four of the same flavor in my mouth at the same time….you get the idea.
Have you done the whole two thing your entire life? Thats interesting.
I hate black licorice and I LOVE Hawaiian pizza-we’re either a perfect match or our clandestine love is doomed. I’m gonna go with the former, cuz you’re cute and you cook.
We are destined to be…you are my tenderoni, bettyjoan.
it’s been going on for a while…except when it’s a really bad idea. for example, two big gum balls….not ok…it just makes your jaw hurt.
Ouch! Good point.
Ha, dog biscuits clearly makes you badass.
Thanks for backing me up!
Black licorice is repulsive. As are jelly beans in general.
Pinneapple on pizza is awesome, but I can do without the ham. Give me Canadian or regular bacon in its place, and throw some jalapenos on there too…..
I love jelly bellies! I will take a handful of juicy pear ones any day.
Finally, another lover of black licorice. Way back in the Stone Age during the first Gulf War, my mom asked if there was anything she could send me. I said “Black licorice.” She did and was yummy. The only problem with our tale is when her friends asked if there was anything they could send me she said, “He likes black licorice.”
Thus I ended up with about 10 pounds of licorice I couldn’t give away since no one else in my platoon like it. Cretins.
No one! that is crazy talk. People don’t know what they are missing, I tell ya.