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Trivial Pursuits => Sports & Leisure => Topic started by: linnea on April 22, 2007, 07:43:53 pm
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Our grocery store just got inari skins in a can, so I'm making inari. Delicious. I fired up the rice cooker with some sushi rice and it should be done in another few minutes. The tin has a ton of skins in it, I can only eat 2 or 3 inari at a time, so it should last a good long while.
The downside is that the can is insanely sharp when you pop the pull-off lid. Thank god I'm only preparing these for myself. I had to take a break and get some Spongebob band-aids.
Anyone have other snack recipes that they'd like to share? Basically I fall into a rut where I eat the same thing day in and day out, so it's nice to get suggestions to broaden my horizons.
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Are these what snacks become once you pass the age of 16? Damn. I'm still spreading Philadelphia on Pringles for my 'snacks'.
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I've never been much of a snack person... typically I eat another meal, because I rarely eat 3 meals a day. So I often go for a cheese quesadilla.
Otherwise, I sometimes eat chips or some cookies. At home, I eat a lot of late-night sandwiches.
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Cinnamon toast. I only think of it every few months and then I always wonder why I don't think of it more often.
I don't have to tell you how to do this, do I? Toast bread. Spread with butter. Sprinkle with sugar and cinnamon.
Don't buy one of those stupid things at the supermarket that are shaped like a bear and have cinnamon sugar in them. You are perfectly capable of mixing cinnamon and sugar in an old spice jar if you want something like that. And for God's sake don't use margarine.
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When I was little I was obsessed with "ants on a log" which was celery, filled with Cheeze Whiz, with raisins neatly placed on the cheese, like.. ants... on a log. It still appeals to me in a nostalgia way, but I've only once in my adult life bought Cheeze Whiz, and I'll probably never do it again.
As for the adult world of snacking, tea and something home baked is always nice. Though I don't bake - it's always something a grandma or aunt has sent our way, so that doesn't count as snacks I've prepared really. Most of the snacks I enjoy don't require much preparation, like a small portion of nuts, some crackers, or a nice cherry Nib. I love the popcorn that I make in my special popcorn popping pot and crackers with creme cheese and a smoked oyster on top is really decadent - both of these need to be special treats, as they are not even on the scale of healthy eating, but they're nice on the rare occasion.
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Nachos.
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You could totally make those ants on a log with cream cheese instead. Or peanut butter.
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Smells, what in Canadia is a cherry Nib?
Colour me intrigued.
Wait... what? Seriously?
Nibs: made by Twizzler, which is owned by Hershey, so not Canadian, (http://www.hersheys.com/products/details/twizzler/index.asp?name=Nibs) though Google lists several Canadian Candy sites as selling them, so maybe they're not everywhere? Anyway, Nibs are little chewy nubs (maybe 1/4 of an inch in size) of licorice in either cherry (yum) or black (yuck). They are solid and smooth (not like licorice with the hollow centre or twisty design) and are harder, chewier than say, a wine gum. They were previously sold in grape. You can also get Super Nibs, which I am snacking on a pack of while I post this. These are long licourice whip length candies of the same consitution as regular Nibs. I buy mine at the 7-11 as I have since as far back as I can remember. They're a fairly regular option in most vending machines locally too.
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Cinnamon toast is excellent, and I am sad that I have the same stance to it as you do, wombat -- forget about it for several months, remember and enjoy, and then Lethe again.
Also, I traditionally prepared ants on a log with peanut butter, but Cheez Whiz sounds interesting, if very strange (especially for people like me who don't generally like to mix sweet and savory).
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Awesome! omba, I had forgotten about cinnamon toast. And ants on a log, as saith smells, except in my world I ain't eat cheez-wiz. Traditionally I make the ants on a log with peanut butter and no ant-raisins, so I guess it's just a... log? Having a spoonful of peanut butter directly out of the jar Beef-style can is one thing, but dress the dish up a little bit and it's that much better.
theinev, sandwiches aren't my favorite, I bet I'd eat way more sammiches if I had a panini grill. I haven't had a panini since I had one in Boulder in 2002. Sad, ennit? I should get one when I'm in Denver in June, along with Indian food, a Chipotle burrito, daifuku, and various and sundry assorted treats (not all at once, though).
Ash, good call on the chili wraps and the pita sammiches. I really wish that there were someplace up here to get a pita with falafel and the cucumber-yogurt sauce.
melack: nachos are super-delicious. I should pick up some tortilla chips at the store. I even have some guacamole.
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[chunky]
Creamy to me says "we screwed up and left the peanut butter making machine on too long"
Maybe its ok in a sauce?
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Eeeeuw. Creamy. Chunky says to me, what are these nasty little objects doing in my peanut butter?
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Chunky.
I still remember the first time the SO came over to the shopping cart with his smooth peanut butter. I was so confused I automatically assumed he'd picked up the wrong kind by mistake.
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My wife brought some creamy home by accident. I pulled it out of the cupboard to make a sandwich for La Niña and was stunned into stillness at the lack of chunk. Eventually she noticed the lack of action and her eyes drifted down to the PB jar label. Silently, she screwed the lid back on and left for the store to rectify the error. No words were said. No recriminations were made. No grudges held.
Oddly, our daughter appears indifferent to the class of peanut butter used. My mother-in-law has the soulless variety at her place.
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I imagine your wife being very and pretty and a little small, and as she pulls the jar away, your hand remains in a grasping position. She returns to find you leaning on a counter in the kitchen, looking about absently, as if you have forgotten what you are doing, but you are sure that it is vitally important.
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Creamy, over here. If I wanted big chunks of peanuts in my sandwich, why not just throw some damn peanuts on there and call it a day? (On the other hand, this may be a product of my kind of liking peanut butter but not really liking peanuts, and I seem to have developed an allergy anyway, so who cares.)
I have been craving nachos for a couple of days, but we have no tortilla chips in the house. I may get desperate and melt some cheese over broken-up taco shells, which I realize is a Hunt's move, but you know what they say about desperate times and desperate measures.
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I like both kinds of peanut butter. Which is another case of... me being unable to pick favorite varieties of everything.
There have been, at various times, 4 different kinds of Macaroni and Cheese in this dorm room. I do not see a problem with varying my variety according to mood.
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Triscuit nachos are my preferred snacking item.
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Creamy. Chunky peanut butter is a modern invention to make the butter seem more home made or handcrafted or authentic or whatever bs marketing logic they had for adding non buttered peanuts to the peaunut butter. It's kinda like when they started adding "pulp" to orange juice.
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I am in the "chunky peanut butter" camp. It's the best, imho.
In college, my little sister was SHOCKED that I purchased a small jar of chunky PB. She came back from the store with the biggest damn jar of creamy that she could find. She set it on the counter next to my wimpy tiny jar, and she laughed. "The creamy dominates the chunky! Chunky is for LOSERS!" Au contraire, mon frère! Chunky is tasty.
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I ain't eat peanut butter when I want to be chewing. Creamy is definitely the way to go. I accidentally bought chunky this time and man does it make my sandwiches all the wrong texture.
All full of hard bits and messing up the peanut butter/nutella harmony.
Pah.
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Sometimes I like creamy, sometimes I like chunky.
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I imagine your wife being very and pretty and a little small, and as she pulls the jar away, your hand remains in a grasping position. She returns to find you leaning on a counter in the kitchen, looking about absently, as if you have forgotten what you are doing, but you are sure that it is vitally important.
Canned for truth :)
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My only problem with making <foodstuff>+nutella sandwiches is that I will almost always be happier with just more nutella and less <foodstuff>.
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Matzo smeared with a bit of butter and some fancy-schmancy salt (http://www.traderjoesfan.com/Trader_Joes/Products/Sauces,_Condiments/Hawaiian_Red_Sea_Salt/review/). The bigger salt crystals make a nice satisfying crunch.
I've also been experimenting with seasoned peanuts lately. It was a revelation to discover that you can make spices stick to the nuts by whipping up some egg whites, then tossing in the spices and peanuts and tossing, then baking for a bit. I made some with Old Bay that didn't turn out great, but the powder did stick to the nuts, at the very least proving the concept.
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My only problem with making <foodstuff>+nutella sandwiches is that I will almost always be happier with just more nutella and less <foodstuff>.
This is exactly my problem as well. Any elaborate Nutella-based snack plan will inevitably degrade to "Nutella on crackers" and then, from there, "eating Nutella straight off a spoon." I can't say I'm proud.
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This is exactly my problem as well. Any elaborate Nutella-based snack plan will inevitably degrade to "Nutella on crackers" and then, from there, "eating Nutella straight off a spoon." I can't say I'm proud.
Neither are you alone. I'm frequently in that place, one eye peeled for wife or kids coming around the corner.
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I've never had Nutella. Sometimes I glance at it, there on the top shelf of the isle of spreads. I know it's for the best to not venture down that road.
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I cannot buy Nutella very often because while I can usually summon up the self control to only eat a third of the jar directly with a spoon my brother is made of less stern stuff and thus I miss out on my thick thick nutella on hot crunchy toast.
Also chunky or 'crunchy' as it is called here. Having an oily crunchy treat in your sandwich is delicious.
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Am I the only person here that is not allergic to peanuts, but hates them with a passion? I guess on the crunchy vs. creamy debate I would have to go with "Ugh ugh gross."
My favorite snack would be any sort of sweet frozen food (fruit, ice cream, yogurt, popscicles, sugar). Also, on the subject of ants on a log snack, my mom used to make those with peanut butter, and I would eat all the raisins and give the antless logs to my brother.
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You don't like Thai food?
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Ah, Thai food. I used to love Thai food. After the sever food poisoning from my favorite Thai restaurant, the weeks of pain, vomiting, inability to leave a 10 foot radius of my bathroom, the ensuing hospitalization... Not so much. I loved it so much, but the connotations are perminant. I see a Thai place and think, maybe one day... But that day is not today. My next door neighbors are Thai, and the smells coming from their kitchen are like heaven. It breaks my heart a little bit.
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I like Thai food, but when I see those peanuts on top of my Pad Thai, I get angry and spend a lot of time picking peanuts out of my noodles. For some reason, I have never learned to ask for no peanuts. Maybe I subconciously want to eat cold Pad Thai.
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My daughter's best friend in the whole wide world has parents from Afghanistan. When she comes home from playing I like to sniff her hair, because the scent of Afghani cooking permeates it. Heavenly. Sometimes they have us over for dinner. This always feels very asymmetric to me, since there's nothing I could possibly do to reciprocate in kind. So I just watch the kids whenever I can while the parents are running chores.
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Ah, Thai food. I used to love Thai food. After the sever food poisoning from my favorite Thai restaurant, the weeks of pain, vomiting, inability to leave a 10 foot radius of my bathroom, the ensuing hospitalization... Not so much. I loved it so much, but the connotations are perminant. I see a Thai place and think, maybe one day... But that day is not today. My next door neighbors are Thai, and the smells coming from their kitchen are like heaven. It breaks my heart a little bit.
There is nothing sadder than a food-poisoning-related food aversion. I count myself lucky that the only one I ever managed to acquire was related to beans, and I didn't even like beans before the unfortunate Girl Scout camp incident that made me permanently averse.
So, anyway, inspired by this thread, I had Triscuit nachos last night. Super-excellent.
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Jaydub, don't be sniffing your daughters friends.
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Jaydub, don't be sniffing your daughters friends.
In a lot of ways, I frequently display behavior of questionable wisdom. Although in this case I was referring to sniffing my daughter, not her friend. I realize that doesn't sound much better.
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I used to love chunky, and then I loved creamy. But then I developed a peanut allergy in my late 20s, suddenly; so the question no longer plagues me. I now eat cashew butter, which is tasty, and only comes in "gritty," I guess, so it seems a nice compromise; although I miss Thai food something terrible.
Re: snacks...
a big bowl of Nicoise or picholine olives, and an icy cold pastis. I am also a cheese fanatic and will eat nearly every kind of cheese (save for the wormy kind and the kind commonly described as "process cheese food").
Thinking on snacks has made me realize I actually do have one guilty pleasure, despite what my post in that thread says: Ketchup flavored Pringles. I have to have my friend in Canucktopia ship them to me a few times a year, as I have yet to find them here in the US. I don't have any idea how I do it, but I can down a whole can of those in record time. They are so awful they're delicious. If I'm feeling extra naughty, I'll eat them with pickle slices on top.
Yes, MoF loves the salt.
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um. I invented something good. I am sure it has been done before.
You know that "Queso" salsa? It's basically processed cheese with peppers in it?
And, you know Velveeta Macaroni and Cheese?
A little bit of one in the other... is pretty good.
But then you leave your bowl of it on the first floor in the kitchen, and some asshole throws it out or steals it or something, shit, i don't know. there goes one of 2 bowls I own.
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Thinking on snacks has made me realize I actually do have one guilty pleasure, despite what my post in that thread says: Ketchup flavored Pringles. I have to have my friend in Canucktopia ship them to me a few times a year, as I have yet to find them here in the US. I don't have any idea how I do it, but I can down a whole can of those in record time. They are so awful they're delicious. If I'm feeling extra naughty, I'll eat them with pickle slices on top.
I had no idea these were a Canadian thing. I don't like ketchup chips of any variety. I don't eat Pringles much, but when I do, the pizza flavoured ones are my fav. They are so easy to consume. It's something about how quickly the starch breaks down in your mouth I think. I had an incident with a can of them many a year ago. Stoned out of my mind while camping I said to my boyfriend, "hey let's have some Pringles." He then told me a very brief story about... something, held out his hand for some chips, and I handed him the empty cannister. The only explanation is that I was just cramming those chips into my mouth, but I had only a vague awareness of eating at all while listening to him.
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Oh, ketchup chips! I had forgotten they exist. They are in fact very nasty, but the thought makes me nostalgic for Canada.
Zillions of years ago, for a little while there were Taco flavored Goldgiraffe crackers. I still miss those. They were kind of like the pizza flavored except a million times better. I guess they were ahead of their time, before Mexican food was everywhere and supermarkets had whole salsa departments, and they went extinct. I think more recently they had something like a nacho cheese flavor but it wasn't at all the same.
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Is that anything like Ketchup Bread (http://www.flickr.com/photos/pmcd9/411826888/)?
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Goddamn, that is EXACTLY ME, only with Ethiopian food. Oh, how I long for injera and spicy stews, but all I can think of is that awful goddamn food poisoning. And I cry a little thinking about the injera.
But having that for Thai food, well, you poor widdle lamb! The horrors!
Ah, Thai food. I used to love Thai food. After the sever food poisoning from my favorite Thai restaurant, the weeks of pain, vomiting, inability to leave a 10 foot radius of my bathroom, the ensuing hospitalization... Not so much. I loved it so much, but the connotations are perminant. I see a Thai place and think, maybe one day... But that day is not today. My next door neighbors are Thai, and the smells coming from their kitchen are like heaven. It breaks my heart a little bit.
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I also feel vindicated that I am not the only person who cannot resist the siren song--that clarion call--of Nutella. Ahg, that's the stuff. Too bad I can't replace my blood with sweet, sticky Nutella.
Favorite snax, besides Nutella straight from the jar: tortilla chips with Roberto's salsa from Fort Collins, CO. I am SO stoked I can get it 70 miles away in Denver <grin>. fruit. kosher pickles. popcorn. cheddar cheese spread with grape jelly. olives, especially the garlic-stuffed green ones. walnuts. pistachios. macadamia nuts. ice cream.
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DID YOU KNOW: kosher pickles are kosher, but so are all pickles theoretically?
THE MORE YOU KNOW!
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Oh crap. Ethiopian food is... no. Ethiopian food is just no.
Raw cow meat with a side of cottage cheese. Ugh.
A few miles south of West Hollywood, there's a little Ethiopian neighborhood and every once in a while, you'll have a friend who gets saucy about liking exotic food and decides to give it a try and... then we take bets on how many days they'll be sick after that.
Thai, however, I love Thai except I gotsta always pick out the cucumber as cucumber is nasty.
My brother's started dating a lady of Thai extraction (though Californian born and raised, leaving our Eastern-European-extracted Northeastern-born-and-raised asses as the actual immigrants) and so there's a lot more of it around lately.
Love the peanut sauce.
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See, I can eat the peanut sauce, but prefer the Indonesian version better. A favorite memory of mine was being in a palace, at a dinner hosted by Indonesia's leader at the time... and all this food was served that was impossible to identify as it looked nothing like anything I'd ever eaten, except in the middle of the table was a huge pile of chicken in Indonesian peanut sauce. We all stared politely at the strange smelling guck in front of us and then tried to conceal the fact the only thing we were interested in was the chicken. Then another lady I was with who was from Minneapolis groaned "Ohhh! Couldn't you eat this sauce smeared on cardboard!?"
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I have discovered snack perfection.
Brew a pot of Earl Grey tea.
Get two slices of whole wheat bread and some sharp cheddar and marmite. Put them together in an unholy combination. Butter the outsides of the bread. Grill.
This grilled cheese with marmite is making me weep tears of exhausted joy as I survey the boxed contents of my apartment in preparation for moving to Denver.
that is all.
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I have discovered snack perfection.
Brew a pot of Earl Grey tea.
Bergamot don't do it for me.
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Bergamot don't do it for me.
The tea that I am going to buy in massive, bunker-lining qualities when I return to Civilization is Taylors of Harrodgate "Imperial Tea Room" tea. It's amazing. I recommend it highly.
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Marmite and sharp cheddar? That is just way too salty.
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Marmite and sharp cheddar? That is just way too salty. way too fuck*ng delicious.
Fixed that for you.
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My new favorite snack is Sunflower seeds. Is it considered preparing if you have to get a spit cup?
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Don't forget opening the bag.
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My new favorite snack is Sunflower seeds. Is it considered preparing if you have to get a spit cup?
And there's my problem with sunflower seeds and those who eat them when not alone!
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wow. that's goddamn... unamerican!
(yes, I realize that Slink is not American. I guess that is the joke.)
(do you capitalize Unamerican? American looks wrong when it is uncapitalized.)
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man, I can imagine. All kinds of steeples and broken glass falling out of your mouth, bloody body parts... how could you? HOW COULD YOU?
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It wasn't until they put that statue in the harbor that Asherdan's reign of terror came to an end - for even he could not bring himself to destroy the little mermaid.
(http://hjem.get2net.dk/OSJ_INDEX/hybenrose/havfruen/grafik/hf_b4.jpg)
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Apparently dip/chew, etc. is illegal in all EU countries except Norway and Sweden, or, you know, some northern ones.
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Apparently dip/chew, etc. is illegal in all EU countries except Norway and Sweden, or, you know, some northern ones.
In college a friend of mine spent a year in Sweden, and he brought back a bunch of snus. I did not like it. I remember a drinking party where he passed out pouches of snus to all his friends, and they left theirs in for a really long time in an effort to be "hardcore" and the night ended with all of them projectile vomiting in the bathroom while I made a hasty retreat. Disgusting.
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It's a beautiful thing.