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by Zsenitan 12/18/2008, 5:28pm PST |
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I do like coconut milk, cream, ice cream. I prefer sour cream that has been cut with minced herbs about 70%/30%.
I don't like a lot of cheese. Even when cheese is the central part of a dish! Like a grilled cheese sandwich - I don't want any more than one 1 oz. square of sammich cheese in there! However I DO like a lot of butter. I once blew through a pound of butter cooking a dinner for 6 before I got to dessert. And there weren't even any cream sauces. Because I generally don't like those either.
I like bullshit hippy gourmet olives, and avocados, and raw nuts, and dark chocolate, and other rich fat girl food like that. I always order girl pizza (with maximum ridiculous vegetables on it) and only ever with tomato sauce on it as cream sauce on pizza is in error. I like bacon but don't get obsessive about it. I DO get obsessive about the crispy bits on the tops of roasts. I will eat an entire bag of hippy bullshit potato chips if it is presented to me with a bottle of hot sauce or chinese mustard that I can annoint each chip with individually, but I would never actually pick that out of a snack lineup for myself. Usually it is more like chocolate and rye sandwiches or putting mustard on raw broccoli or other lazy culinary moves.
When I am cooking just for myself it is always borderline disgusting because I'm always trying to accomodate several cravings at once: max bullshit vegetables, max spiciness, max ethnic garbage, max fibery twigs and whatnot, but with extra butter and some kind of meat thing on the side. A typical solo Zseni lunch: turnips, chard, and pecans in a curry that is 90% red pepper and half a steer. With brown rice (healthy!) And a salad, no dressing, because I hate dressing too unless it's sour and hot and easy on the oil.
My dream dinner is lobster-stuffed artichoke hearts bathed in melted butter, a whole roasted lamb that ate nothing but garlic greens its whole life stuffed with korean peppers and leeks, then two pounds of raw beets on the side, black bread to soak up the juice, a magnum of finest champagne served in a freezer mug, and for dessert, raspberries and cream and a nude revue.
I hope this clarifies my stance on what kinds of lardass chow I will and want to consume. |
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