When sketti just doesn’t satisfy:
The crap people eat, I swear. But we are living in a golden age compared to the Fifties. Seven-Up and milk? No kidding.
Or, this just in from our Walla Walla bureau.
(H/T: Peter H.)
When sketti just doesn’t satisfy:
The crap people eat, I swear. But we are living in a golden age compared to the Fifties. Seven-Up and milk? No kidding.
Or, this just in from our Walla Walla bureau.
(H/T: Peter H.)
There are lots of things you can do with pizza; but sticking it in a box and freezing it ruins them all.
I bet you got this from Deacon Silouan. This has his prints all over it.
It may be yucky frozen, but mac and cheese pizza is a traditional food around these parts.
I wouldn’t eat this. But I have eaten pierogi pizza, which you’ll see every now and again here in Pittsburgh: it’s pizza crust with a layer of mashed potatoes on top and then a bit of cheese on top of that. It can be very good if made well, and it doesn’t seem too different from macaroni and cheese pizza.
Moreover, a dinner of nothing but starch and dairy is pretty traditional in northern and eastern Europe. Think of Russian peasants eating black rye bread with butter. Or Irish peasants eating potatoes with butter. Or what have you. They managed to survive on those diets, which suggests that today’s food pyramid diet, while certainly a worthy goal, is are not absolutely necessary for a good life.
After a few weeks in Japan and eating nothing but fish, fish, fish, fishy stuff, and fish, my wife and I were thrilled to find a fast-food restaurant serving pizza. We bit into it, and lurking under the cheese was — scallops and corn.
“From them who have not, even what they have shall be taken.”
OTOH: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Posset Just not with soda pop.
“From them who have not, even what they have shall be taken.”
OTOH: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Posset Just not with soda pop.
I notice that the “food” item in the second link contains several voodoo dolls:
They ought to find a way to add 12 grams of fiber per serving so that can advertise “promotes colon health” right on the box! What delicious and marketable irony, kind of like mentholated cigarettes.
The Other Will: my husband loved the corn pizza when he was in Japan (no scallops, though!) I make it with a simple homemade thin crust pizza crust, a light brushing of olive oil, some garlic powder (not garlic salt!), corn, and a layer of mixed cheese (we like a bit of shredded cheddar with the mozzarella, or I’ve used shredded cheddar jack instead). It may sound weird, but it’s actually delicious!
Rod typically bases his definition of culture on the aesthetics of food, but that’s not the only way.
One thing that screams “Italy” is a great Italian wine. But another way to exude “Italianness” is to make do with local produce. Paying to have someone ship wine from Tuscany to Erie, PA, is one way to remain authentically Italian. But another is to make your own wine out of crappy Erie grapes. The wine will likely suck, but in a very real sense it is more “Italian” by far.
Can you make a case for frozen macaroni and cheese pizza being Italian? Sure. I know people of Italian heritage who eat that stuff. They would argue that in today’s world, with women working and the kids and their schedules, they can’t preserve ALL of the traditions, so they dispense with the home meal preparation and choose more time on the eating side. In short, they sacrifice authentic taste for authentic leisure time. OOr maybe they spend more time at the Sons oof Italy playing bocce. Or watching reruns of the Sopranos. It really is true that some IItalians measure their purity in ways other than food.
PS: Don’t let my mom read that. She still bakes her own bread and makes her own sauce and considers anyone who buys pie at the store to be a traitor to the motherland. She uses slurs in referring to such people.
Those same people refer to her with the same slurs because she hates pesto, and in their estimation is therefore the opposite of Italian.
Anybody remember the venerable “Franco-American” brand of pasta-like substances in a can? My impression from childhood is that it is what utterly kitchen-challenged fathers (like mine) ate when the wife was too busy to cook, and everything else ready-made had already been consumed by the kids. Dad Food.
That probably tastes pretty bad, but pasta on pizza as made by a local pizza joint is often pretty good.