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!
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Date: 2003-09-06 07:14 pm (UTC)If anything makes me finally slip over the edge of Syndrome X into full-fledged Type II, it's going to be Special Diabetic Food.
Bleaaaaaaauuuuuuurghhhhhhhhen.
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Date: 2003-09-06 07:18 pm (UTC)Diabetic food closely resembles Weight Watchers. Period.
you're right...
Date: 2003-09-06 09:52 pm (UTC)let me tell you, not having to stick with diet this or that has made me very happy. diet stuff sucks.
if i had to eat diet stuff, I'd rather just die.
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Date: 2003-09-07 07:57 am (UTC)The difference is enormous, neh?
exactly....
Date: 2003-09-07 10:08 am (UTC)and that, along with some medications is helping me handle this. Sometimes I stray, but all in all, I do okay.
Cooking For Finicky Eaters
Date: 2003-09-08 11:47 am (UTC)My husband is pretty finicky, and he has an allergy to mushrooms, to boot. What makes it worse is that he loves the taste, but nobody likes his physical reactions (his throat closes, to start with). If I want to cook something that has mushrooms in it, I either make a separate batch without mushrooms (and/or with an alternative ingredient/sauce), or I make him something completely different. And I let him know that I'd like to do it, and does he mind?
99% of the time, he doesn't mind, but if it's an evening when he's just not feeling good, he'll let me know that maybe another night would be better for my mushroom fix, and we both just have whatever I was going to make for him, that night. It works out nicely... it's that whole communication and compromise thang.