moosh in indy.

June 23, 2008

I worked at a frozen yogurt shop around the corner from my house when I was 14. (14! Yes, fourteen, the owners didn’t seem the type into child labor laws, they paid me straight out of their personal checkbook.) Anyway, I was left alone in the shop a lot.

14 year old, surrounded by candy and frozen yogurt.

I’m not proud to say that I pretty much ate myself silly everyday. Especially with the Butterfinger. Oh the massive amounts of Butterfinger.

Every Christmas eve my family would eat crab and strawberry daiquiris by the fire.

I then worked at Marie Callendar’s pies at the age of 16. I was fueled on cornbread and potato cheese soup.

After I left home I worked at Spaghetti Factory. My free spaghetti meal was what kept me alive each day during that period of my life. I sometimes went into work to pick up shifts just so I could eat.

One of the best meals I ever had was grocery store Chinese take out with an orange cream soda. It was the best because I ate it on my very own bed in my very own apartment.

When I met Cody (at the mall) we ate Gyros almost every day that we worked together.

When I was pregnant the only food I never barfed up was Velveeta Shells & Cheese. I came close once, but kept it down out of principle.

I also craved Arby’s Beef & Cheddars. I did barf those up, but continued to eat them anyway.

My sister and I devour sushi whenever we are in each other’s presence.

I’m not officially at “home” in Utah until I’ve had a pork burrito.

When I think of my mom I think of her pineapple spareribs.

When I think of my dad I think of popcorn.

When I think of my step mom I think of spaghetti, chicken broccoli fettuccine, frog eye salad and turkey.

When I think of my step dad I think of huevos rancheros.

Golden Corral and Sizzler? Totally my in laws.

I fantasize about the day my child calls home from college and says “I MISS YOUR COOKING.” Or the day I’m able to welcome my grandkids in with a squishy grandma hug and a plate of warm cookies. (The best cookies they’ve ever had of course.)

I think it’s safe to say I have an insufferable emotional attachment to food.

Comments off.

Um. Frog eye salad?

Well, you look fabulous, so as long as you don’t have any hidden eating disorders who cares? If you’re going to have specific memories/associations for important people in your life, why not food? My grandmother’s house will forever be associated with Sarah Lee coffee cake and grapefruit juice, for me. And my dad put together a cookbook of family favorites because my brothers kept calling home and asking “How do you make…?” Try it, the Moosh will love it when she gets older.

Well geez, that was random. Was the Crab served IN the strawberry daiquiris?

And you forgot the Maple Bars. Tell me you like maple bars?

I am still stuck on frog eye salad…

Just Mes last blog post..And now for…

Yes, please delve further on the frog eye salad – is that just a name for it or are there actually frog eyes in the salad?! I must know!

SuzyQs last blog post..Sweet Summer Soltice Weekend

You and me both, sister. You and me both.

Mandys last blog post..Quirks, shmirks

I too am attached…to chili, crazy dutch food I can’t spell, cheese curls and frozen burritos, oh and gas station coffee just to name a few.

amen…

more proof we are kindred spirits!

Biddys last blog post..humbling moment….

my southern roots don’t let me associate people with anything BUT food.

alis last blog post..some apocalypse now, some stupid teens and some camp rock

What in the heavens is frog’s eye salad??

Mrs. Chickens last blog post..Impish

Hi Moosh:

Reading this post made me super hungry!! I have a weird attachment to food. I have two extremes: not eating or eating the exact same thing over and over again. I get into these obsessions with a certain food until one day it breaks for no apparent reason. I found an author who talks about emotional eating : http://www.geneenroth.com/

marys last blog post..The Fog has Lifted…

I too use to work at the good ol’ “spag shack.” Half mizithra and half tomato sauce every day. mmmm…. miss it.

I worked at Cold Stone for a bit. It was the fattest year of my life.

When you mention Pork Burrito, I think of Cafe Rio. I’ve got their Pork Barbacoa and cilantro rice recipe if you want it.

Bethanys last blog post..Bethanyisms (Salivary Juices)

Why’s an insufferable emotional attachment to food bad?

*opens a tub of cookie dough*

Nom nom nom.

AGs last blog post..Planned Parenthood Racism

You know what California has a lot of? Sushi and burritos. 24 days!

Heathers last blog post..I Told You I Wasn’t Crafty

I’ve never worked at a food place. I do have my food associations thought~my grandmother’s bisquits with honey from Bermuda, her homemade jam. Pretty much anything my mom makes. Yum.

Kristins last blog post..They say it’s my birthday!

I totally worked at the Spag Fag too. Trolley Square. I still love it.

Sizzler is forever and always my in-laws. Are we related?

Annas last blog post..A line this long has got to be good

My first job was at an ice cream shop, too. Ah, the things we invented there. My downfall was reese cups. And mint shakes. Extra mint.

JTs last blog post..Still a’fighting…

Count me in the club. I can associate food to every person. I love rewarding myself for the smallest things with a dinner out.

Megans last blog post..To all the little people…

PLEASE share what frog eye salad is!!

Caseys last blog post..Excuisite!

Do you like frog eye salad? I think it is gross. I like tapioca pudding but don’t like frog eye salad.

I LOVE my mom’s chicken gumbo and can’t recreate it as well as her. I like this post it really got me thinking about my food associations.

I was thinking crab/strawberry daiquiri. Crazy Mormons. Seriously, I’ve lost brain cells from the heat.

kristis last blog post..Thinking…

awesome (yummy) post. I hear ya, sista! Emotional eating/attachment to food here too.

Rheas last blog post..My Mission: To Reach the Kitchen

Ah man… I wish the Gold Corral and Sizzler part wasn’t true. But it totally is.

Olivias last blog post..It’s over.

I just wrote about this too! Glad to know I’m not the only one. I’m working my way through them in my quest to lose weight!

Ashleys last blog post..Slim-Down Sunday – Updated

Don’t include me with those disgusting restaurants. Yuck!!

I also worked/ate at the Spaghetti Factory (employee of the month, August 1995!).
My first meal after leaving the hospital after my C-section was Arby’s regular roast beef and curly fries. At 16, I worked at the Great American Cookie Co. My dad would buy peanut butter cookies by the dozen even though he lived alone.

Michelles last blog post..I like things the way I like them. End of discussion.

Frog eye salad doesn’t have frog eyes in it! It has little pasta balls and fruit in a whipped creamy sauce. It’s served cold. It’s not my favorite dish, but it’s not too bad!

Jefrilyns last blog post..Sunday Morning

I thought the frog eye salad was bad until I realized that two of my Dad’s favorite Southern Indiana dishes were cheese gump and gaum.

Still, though — frog eyes? Icky. The mouth feel, the word picture… it’s too much!

Kets last blog post..Such a wordsmith I am

hmm, i am hungry now.

staciesmadnesss last blog post..Relapse

Ditto, babe.

That would be why I weighed 300 lbs.

I might have written this post myself… except “pork burrito” and “Utah” would be replaced with “cheesesteak” and “New Jersey”…

I agree with Stacie… I’m HUNGRY now!

Rachaels last blog post..A Perfect Moment

Hmmm. Now I’m hungry, too. Fun post.

So not fair! I’m stuck in a house with nothing but a few zuchinni and some dry beans.

Jennis last blog post..Verbal Comments are Now Closed

Several years I ago I told my Grandma she was “Squishy”. She wasn’t sure how to feel about it, but I’m glad YOU understand.

Reeses last blog post..Day 22, Slacker Season 2008

We will have much to discuss in SanFran, my friend. Or rather, we won’t be able to talk because our mouths will be full of food.

andis last blog post..How to embarrass yourself at work

Frog eye salad = clearly regional.

I’m in Idaho, and I’ve been choking down that salad at every family reunion for the past twenty-eight years.

BeanPastes last blog post..Come For The Chex Mix, Stay For The Blech

There is nothing better than frog eye salad. We have it at every single family function, and if someone by chance doesn’t make it….hell breaks loose!!!!

Skyes last blog post..What’s better???

Oh my gosh, never read Casey on an empty stomach.

danas last blog post..Deny, Deny, Deny

A girl after my own heart!

I dream of Sizzler cheese toast often, I been missing it for 20 years.

You had me til Golden Corral. It loses something when I feel like cattle.

Amys last blog post..The Green Monster Asked for ID

Any time I go to Eugene – where I went to college, I have a long list of places I must eat. Kowloons, Hodgepodge and The Glenwood.

I think I should probably go ahead and get in my car now and start driving.

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Wait..did I write this post?

Because yeah…time spent in Utah is all about The Food.