I gave Costco $9 and Costco gave me a pound (!) of prosciutto.
I gave Trader Joe’s $8 and Trader Joe’s gave me two pounds (!) of raspberries.
I have seriously had to fight off the urge to wrap prosciutto around each of my fingers and suck on it like a lollipop.
I have also had to deny the intense desire to smear raspberries all over my bare flesh.
When I say I love food, I mean I looooove food.
Now quit judging me and tell me what foods you would consider bathing naked in.
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.
Let’s talk popcorn. Popcorn WINNERS.
First I used one of those random number pickers. This one to be exact.
First it came up with this comment by Beth.
“Hmmm, there seems to be a lot of popcorn fans out there!
I love me some Orville popcorn. When the bag just comes out of the microwave I pour it in a plastic bowl and then throw in a handful of regular M&M’s. The chocolate melts a bit and is a perfect combination of sweet and salt. It is the cheap mans version of Peterbrooke’s (local chocolatier) chocolate covered popcorn.
I also love, love, love chocolate chip cookies. When they are warm from the oven put a few in a bowl and then put a scoop of vanilla ice cream over them and hear them sizzle and ooze. Yummy!
…and now for the part where I kiss up. Your blog is seriously the first one that I check each morning. LOVE IT!”
Promise I didn’t pick it on my own from all the gratuitous comment blog love. Promise.
Our second winner is Nicole.
“I can’t tell you how long I’ve been counting down the weeeeeeks until So You Think You Can Dance came back on! It’s BY FAR the best show out there….especially in summer.
On to my snacks… our family loves ice cream. We’re totally ice cream people. But I will not allow an ice cream with a hardened chocolate in it in my house (ie: It’s gotta be Oreo and not chocolate chip)…cookie dough is the one exception to the rule.
You have to try my popcorn, though. A bag of popcorn (even butterless would work if you’re being healthy) sprinkled with fresh lime juice and….wait for it…hot sauce. YUMMY!”
And thanks to all of you who commented, made me undeniably hungry and made my grocery store trip today $30 more than usual. (The whole ham wrapped pickle with cream cheese was by far the most popular suggestion. Closely followed by hot popcorn tossed with M&M’s.) *drool*
Then there was the urban legend popcorns. A few of you mentioned Orville Redenbacher’s Corn on the Cob flavor, one of you thought it was a Canadian specialty. Another one of you wept because you were sure that Orville had stopped making it. Guess what?
Another one of you didn’t believe that Orville’s Buttery Garlic truly existed. I say NAY!
And then bunches of you agreed with my suggestion that Old Fashioned Butter is WHERE IT’S AT.
And then there’s the “Go big butter or go home” people. They balanced out the air/stove popped only crowd.
Note this, no one said they DISLIKED popcorn. Seriously. We all like it in different ways and combinations. But we pretty much all like it.
Remember the whole egg/syrup debate of spring 2008? Not only do some people not like eggs and syrup to touch, some people don’t even like eggs, or syrup. I’m pretty sure there was at least a dozen people who don’t even like breakfast.
Popcorn on Earth and goodwill to men. Congrats to the winners.
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And in a completely random baking side note.
These are the best baking invention since individually wrapped sticks of Crisco. Seriously, little chunks of caramel that melt evenly, that don’t have to be unwrapped, go perfectly on ice cream and can be shoveled in your mouth handfuls at a time. Or, erm, uh. AND! No high fructose corn syrup!
