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Aug. 20th, 2002 04:03 amLethalicious snack food of the day: butterscotch chips. Checking the ingredient list, you discover that they're just a big wad of sugar and oil and artificial flavor with (I think) some miniscule amount of flour added as a binder.
My mother was a really remarkably good cook and could do a lot of very complicated pastries and things. So I'm sure it secretly drove her to apoplectic rage that my favorite dinner was spaghetti (the dry kind, like) and my favorite cookies were the kind you make by melting butterscotch chips, mixing with chow mein noodles and blopping them down onto a cookie sheet.
Well, okay. Semi-secretly drove her to apoplectic rage. She still never specifically admitted it :-)
I was a kid. What can you do?
My mother was a really remarkably good cook and could do a lot of very complicated pastries and things. So I'm sure it secretly drove her to apoplectic rage that my favorite dinner was spaghetti (the dry kind, like) and my favorite cookies were the kind you make by melting butterscotch chips, mixing with chow mein noodles and blopping them down onto a cookie sheet.
Well, okay. Semi-secretly drove her to apoplectic rage. She still never specifically admitted it :-)
I was a kid. What can you do?
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Date: 2002-08-20 04:11 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-08-20 01:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-08-20 01:14 pm (UTC)I've actually gotten better about eating different stuff now that I live on my own. If I *do* manage to turn these butterscotch chips and chowmein noodles into haystacks (that's what the cookies are called) they'll be the first I've had in years.
I *do* still make and eat some dry pasta, but I'm a single guy living alone -- and I've moved from just spaghetti to doing things like tortellini, which is practically gourmet on that scale :-P
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Date: 2002-08-20 02:37 pm (UTC)