Drive-by snark -
Sep. 6th, 2003 06:37 pmIs it me, getting hardening of the tolerances, or does this kind of hit you off-kilter as well?
Situation:
Recipe swap community. I cook, you cook and we all tell.
Some young thing (read=under 21) wants to make vegan fudgecicles and wants a recipe - so she can feed her daughter "something healthy."
Okay. Lady, have you ever tasted a vegan fudgecicle? Would you be willing to put a little effort into finding out just how narsty that would be? Would you like a quick lesson in why commercial fudgecicles taste the way they do? You won't be able to pronounce a lot of the words, but the xanthan gum comes from kelp, would that work for you?
Hon, go freeze a box of chocolate soy milk and try that - but please, taste it yourself first before you make the kid eat it?
I loved my late husband. I never made him eat any of the weird-ass shit they wanted to feed the diabetic without trying it myself. Glucerna can go to freaking, fucking hell. BAH. Normal people can't eat that stuff - it's disgusting. I don't make stupid shit for people I love - which reminds me.
If I want to make chicken curry tonight, I can - because I love it and Jim doesn't. And he's working tonight.
I would never make Jim eat something he hated. I love him.
Vegan fudgecicles. BAH!
Situation:
Recipe swap community. I cook, you cook and we all tell.
Some young thing (read=under 21) wants to make vegan fudgecicles and wants a recipe - so she can feed her daughter "something healthy."
Okay. Lady, have you ever tasted a vegan fudgecicle? Would you be willing to put a little effort into finding out just how narsty that would be? Would you like a quick lesson in why commercial fudgecicles taste the way they do? You won't be able to pronounce a lot of the words, but the xanthan gum comes from kelp, would that work for you?
Hon, go freeze a box of chocolate soy milk and try that - but please, taste it yourself first before you make the kid eat it?
I loved my late husband. I never made him eat any of the weird-ass shit they wanted to feed the diabetic without trying it myself. Glucerna can go to freaking, fucking hell. BAH. Normal people can't eat that stuff - it's disgusting. I don't make stupid shit for people I love - which reminds me.
If I want to make chicken curry tonight, I can - because I love it and Jim doesn't. And he's working tonight.
I would never make Jim eat something he hated. I love him.
Vegan fudgecicles. BAH!