Tasty Tuesday -Week 10

This weeks theme is
"Biscuits and Bread".

I decided I'd be creative (for me) this week and take a different approach to the topic. So I googled the word bread and thought I'd share some of the neat stuff that came up. An online search is always risky business to be sure. If filters aren't in place, who KNOWS what kind of scary stuff can pop up on the screen. Wouldn't you know it, the second image on my search was a loaf shaped like feces. Yum? Fortunately there were also charming things like bread teddy bears and bread turtles. So cute!!

There was also a clump of grapes, what appeared to be a baked turkey, a crocodile, and HEADS! Yes, heads, and other gruesome body parts. Very freaky, yet cool. And ALL bread!

Of course, there is always the most FAMOUS of breads, the "Virgin Mary Grilled Cheese Sandwich". Apparently the lady who made it kept this sandwich for over a decade before selling it for big bucks ($28,000, to be exact) to an online casino. NO clue what they will do with it. In an interview following the sale, the gal who made it said “I would like all people to know that I do believe that this is the Virgin Mary Mother of God,”.

Yes, lady. Mary, the mother of God has nothing better to do that hang around in your grilled cheese sammich. I ate a tuna fish sandwich as I typed this post, and though I kept careful watch, not once did I see a religious figure in my food.

I must be going to hell.


Ms.B

Glub Glub

DH brought home a new family member yesterday.

He doesn't eat much. Doesn't have much to say, either. But joy of joys, he is saving us from the one issue about the Haven that I detest (besides the state it was built in). The tap water in our home is like a 3-course meal. Great for the veggies in our garden. We have HAPPY tomato plants each summer. But for human consumption... ewwww!

But no longer. Our future is bright!

CRISP CLEAN WATER!! No more plastic bottles from the store. No panic if the last soda is pulled from the fridge. No desperately hoping that the flavor packets I added will cover the mineral taste if I mix enough in!

The best part is that if we had purchased the unit brand new it would have been $300. Ksl.com's classified section had this little buddy of ours for a mere $20. He cleaned up like new, holds five gallons of water and a store nearby will sanitize and fill him for only a couple of dollars each time we drink the tank dry. He chills/heats water and does a bubbly dance every time we fill up our glass.

We've affectionately named him "Glub Glub" and given him a place of honor in our tiny kitchen.

*GULP----- belch*

The picture here is the one from the classified add DH found. I'm too lazy to take a shot of him in new surroundings.

He's so cute!

*does victory lap around the yard*

Tasty Tuesday -Week 5

The theme for this week: MEAT!

I eat it. No vegetarian here. There was once a time, though, when I couldn't digest it very well. Doctors told me I'd not miss my gall bladder when it was taken out but they were wrong. So very wrong. I spent about a year experiencing the hellish torture joys of soy-based meat replacements. MorningStar Chick'n Patties were my fav, but I was very glad when I was finally able to indulge in the real deal once again.

Folks, don't take that gall bladder for granted. It might be benefiting you more than you'll ever realize!!



Ms.B

Tasty Tuesday -Week 3

This week's theme is "Toppings".

While not necessarily a "sauce topping" of any type, my topic does indeed rest 'on top' of the foods it adorns... so let's all pretend that it applies, shall we?

I adored maraschino cherries when I was little. My parents still love telling the story of the time we had a barbecue with our neighbors back when I was about 9 years old. My family was assigned to bring ice cream sundaes and when dessert rolled around, they realized that they had left the jar of maraschino cherries in the fridge at home. We were only next door so they sent me over to get them.

On the way back I couldn't resist popping one into my mouth and savoring the sticky sweetness. I quickly realized I might be in trouble if I ate the cherries before I got back to the party so I impulsively pulled the sucked-on cherry from my mouth and put it back in the jar. It blended in just fine with the other cherries once it was back in the juice. Moments later I had another one in my mouth. I couldn't resist the delicious flavor. Again, I put the cherry back unscathed. By the time I reached the neighbors' house again I had sucked on every one of those darn cherries. And I didn't tell anyone I had done it!! At least not until later that night when we were at home. I confessed my sins to my parents in full detail, and to their credit, they kept a straight face as I shared the tale. Thankfully, my neighbors had great senses of humor as well, or so my parents told me. Apparently they all split a gut laughing when they were told of my little 'deed'.

Oh, the shame.

Ms.B

I'm Luvin It

DH was chatting with friends on his computer a few minutes ago and suddenly began playing McDonalds related songs on his speakers. "Bada ba ba ba." Then he put on his shoes and wandered from the room, out the front door and drove away.

I see a McMuffin in my future.

Oh happy day...

This year's growing season got off to a slow start. Slow enough that we never even planted flowers in the front beds of our garden. It went from "too cold" to "too hot" rather swiftly. *fail*

But thanks to the Walls of Water that I painstakingly put around each of my tomatoes and squash, they thrived and are now sharing their lovely bounty with me.

Fancy words there, that I just used, I know. A fresh garden tomato does that to me. They are like candy. And the best part is that DH is crazy doesn't like tomatoes so they are ALL MINE!!

The squash/zucchini plants are doing their jobs as well. Already I have had to bring extras to work and sent a large bag with DH to his as well. I fear that even with just the two plants, I'll soon be forced to spy-tech to neighbors' doorsteps, place a pile of squash there, and then run away!

Anonymous Squashings for the win!!

If you live near the Haven and enjoy tomatoes & squash, let me know! I'll gladly share the love. And since your headed this way, be sure to bring a small child with you. They can entertain the dogs while we raid the garden. Gus, the pug, likes to pick squash but he's not very good at it. (No thumbs!)

Horrid Realization

Ms.Behaved knows nothing of the procedure for preparing seafood.

She learned something new last night though, as she surfed the internet for a picture that resembled the tastey little critter she had nibbled on at the buffet...

According to a site she read, 'fresh' octopus is grey. Cooked octopus is red. Mmm... Yum!

The horrifying realization that her tasty excursion yesterday involved a small grey creature hit her like a ton of bricks.

It wasn't just seafood with its face still on.
It was Rocky-Mountain-cheap-buffet-RAW!!


Forgive her, all you lovers of seafood. Please. Forgive her for her disgust and ignorance. But where she lives, seafood that is raw can NOT be that fresh. She does NOT reside near the ocean. Otherwise seafood adventures might be a whole different ball game.

*cry*

Ms.B

Nom nom nom...

She stared at the object on the end of her fork with a combination of interest and disgust. It must be somewhat good. There is a whole dish of them over at the buffet. Ewww!

Her husband rolled his eyes and tried not to give too much attention to what was on her fork. That's gross. Do NOT eat that!, he said.

She stared at the strange item a while longer and then set her fork down on her plate. It's too nasty. I can't do it!! It would feel so weird in my mouth!!

Good. Leave it alone. I'm trying to eat!, the husband said playfully.

She continued to push the 'food' around her plate as he finished his meal. Finally he could take no more. He set his napkin down on his plate with finality and indicated that he had lost his appetite.

The wife unfolded a paper napkin and laid it over the top of her plate while the husband hummed some funeral music. Suddenly she got playful and holding the napkin in one hand in front of her face, brought the item up to her mouth, hidden from her husband's view.

Although she was a little disturbed that her fork was so close to her mouth, she kept a twinkle in her eye as she pretended to eat. The husband's eyes were wide with disbelief.

You wouldn't!

Impulsively she nibbed on one of the legs. It was tough, like chewing on spongy jerky. She became more bold and used her teeth to saw off a bite and tentatively began to chew.

It was horrid. It was foul. It was rubbery. She could feel the suction cups roll around on her tongue.

The husband did not realize she had really taken a bite. He was chuckling as she set her fork back down and re-covered the plate with the napkin.

After a few minutes she could take it no more. She grabbed another napkin and emptied her mouth into it.

The husband's jaw dropped when he saw she had really been chewing on the leg.

They both sat in stunned silence.

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DH and I tried the new Chinese Buffet near the Haven tonight. I highly recommend the fruit bar and the fried rice.

Avoid the whole baby octopus at all costs.

*shudder*

Ms.B

Bistro?

A strange site met my eyes as I entered the McDonalds Restaurant. Antique furniture? Chandeliers? A sign saying there were billiards and games upstairs? Food choices like "Create your own pasta" and "Gourmet Cakes and Pies"?

What strange sort of land was I in?

Of course, we were just looking for a quick breakfast so McMuffins and juice were fine by me.

But when did McDonalds become gourmet?

I have the power

I've created a monster! The wiener has a new dependency. 362 days a year, my pets do not get people food. Yesterday was one of my exceptions. I now have a dachshund addicted to whole grain Goldfish crackers. She can't live without them. Pepperidge Farm has a new groupie. She wants them ALL. I sit here typing and hear little whimpers. There she is, balancing on her hind legs in the cutest begging stance on the planet and my guilty conscience shakes its finger at me. She can't seem to grasp the idea that autolyzed yeast, monocalcium phosphate, and sodium phosphate aren't good for dogs. Come to think of it, they probably aren't very good for people either. Rats.

Oh the evil evil calories!

Today my brother brought me a slice of cheesecake. It was a thing of beauty, complete with raspberry topping. It made me happy. I’ll have to walk the dog an extra time around the block to avoid having it do any additional damage to my waistline.