tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post4703756372459938612..comments2024-03-27T17:20:17.463-04:00Comments on The Gnostic World Of Candy Minx: Uh Oh...Candy Minxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07350752657678863378noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-85810374617107524252008-05-22T15:29:00.000-04:002008-05-22T15:29:00.000-04:00Love this post, I can totally relate!Love this post, I can totally relate!Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09504992439212714138noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-56729546256558511092008-05-21T17:33:00.000-04:002008-05-21T17:33:00.000-04:00what an interesting post. i can totally see this h...what an interesting post. i can totally see this happening. the older i get and the more i learn to cook and pay attention to what i put into what i cook, the pickier i get.<BR/><BR/>plus, now i know how inexpensive it is to make so many things, and the idea of paying so much for it rubs me the wrong way.Martha Elaine Beldenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14384371364553515474noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-14824836810038489992008-05-21T17:19:00.000-04:002008-05-21T17:19:00.000-04:00Linked over here from Gardenias place: How can it ...Linked over here from Gardenias place: How can it be that I've turned into your grandma, too!! I don't even know you - or her.<BR/><BR/>Is restaurant food getting worse, me a better cook, me getting curmudgeonly, or what??<BR/><BR/>Doesn't matter - we are eating better at home, and it's cheaper, too.<BR/><BR/>Here's to good home-cooked meals! Here here!<BR/><BR/>Am enjoying your blog.Cheriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05089859839673632529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-26345270913336882722008-05-19T22:36:00.000-04:002008-05-19T22:36:00.000-04:00PS - I wish I had known your grandma.PS - I wish I had known your grandma.Gardeniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06233358355888022857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-76175348026228784622008-05-19T22:35:00.000-04:002008-05-19T22:35:00.000-04:00Candy, I am laughing so hard! Because I'm seeing ...Candy, I am laughing so hard! Because I'm seeing so much of myself in your post.<BR/><BR/>I've been complaining because I went to three restaurants, ordered grilled fish, no oil please, and what comes out of two? They must think customers are dumb - "grilled" mushy fish swimming in oily "sauce." This is plain fish, plainly grilled, I don't think so. <BR/><BR/>In deference to my dinner companions, I stir it with my fork, then push it aside. Haven't sent anything back yet for another plate because I don't want more food, only with spit added.<BR/><BR/>And its interesting when you tell them it has oil and you can't eat it - they mostly don't offer to skip paying for their uneaten oily food. Olive oil is different - olive oil is GOOD, yes?<BR/><BR/>"Family" restaurants = grease and overcooked vegetables of dubious origin - cans, egad! Factory canned vegetables are only for hurricanes and other life threatening survival emergencies.<BR/><BR/>A new California Mexican place opened down the road - it is impeccably clean, the food is incredible - well prepared and presented, elegant, reasonably priced. That's my kind of restaurant!<BR/><BR/>I hate the so called "fancy" restaurants that load one up on so many sauces and stuff that I'm queasy when I get the check as well as all night after the dinner. <BR/><BR/>Occasionally I will brave a not so clean restaurant for a good Indian Curry or down home barbecue.<BR/><BR/>I too grew up with a grandma who always had a lamb in the freezer, fresh vegetables all summer and home canned in the winter. Her only departure from true health food was leaf lettuce wilted with bacon grease. But the green tea we drank with meals probably took care of that. Back then the air was also fresh and clean in Wyoming, not soaked with the pollutions of pulling "energy" from the ground.....<BR/><BR/>Does this make us weird, make us snobs? My sister laughs at my soups, etc. - fondly, thank goodness. Who cares, that makes us that more cool. Hee hee. Adelle Davis lives on.<BR/><BR/>Oh, yes, dear Stagg - I love those paper towels too - when I do have them, its a true sensual, wonderful, convenient cleaning experience.........that's a confession.Gardeniahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06233358355888022857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-42639635569466940292008-05-19T10:19:00.000-04:002008-05-19T10:19:00.000-04:00Hi Griper, well you see foods that typically are c...Hi Griper, well you see foods that typically are consider "junk food" like french fries are actually very flavourful...that is why they endure...even "foodies" look for the perfect french fry and then call it "pomme frite" heh heh...<BR/><BR/><BR/>Manic Preacher...I long for a shoppe that makes organic meat pies and chips...I've been lucky in some cities like LA, San Fran and Denver to have found the odd place that is commited to organic sustainable menus.<BR/><BR/>It's funny when I am shopping with Stagg I make him laugh at the health food stores when I go looking for organic crisps or snacks. I'll tell ya it's not easy to find organic pork rinds!<BR/><BR/>I make my own "crackers" sometimes so I can make them organic...with crushed sesame seeds parmesaen cheese and eggs baked up crisp...very tasty!Candy Minxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07350752657678863378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-62055683342447227662008-05-19T09:18:00.000-04:002008-05-19T09:18:00.000-04:00I can just imagine walking into our local chip sho...I can just imagine walking into our local chip shop and saying "Meat pie, mushy peas and chips wi gravy. All organic mate please"<BR/><BR/>I've been banned from most places over time but never a chip shop...The Preachermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10224135811862587701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-31709936870358961892008-05-18T15:50:00.000-04:002008-05-18T15:50:00.000-04:00as he picks up a greasy french fry and tosses it i...as he picks up a greasy french fry and tosses it in his mouth he mumbles, "yup, agree with both of you." lolThe Griperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00937560474548021334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-47387772280712776882008-05-18T13:39:00.000-04:002008-05-18T13:39:00.000-04:00See. I am feeling a little relief to hear it must ...See. I am feeling a little relief to hear it must happen to lots of people who cook and eat lots of types of foods. I can totally see how someone becomes a foodie and starts chasing down new food experiences. The thing is I like all my staples and don't get tired of them, thank god!<BR/><BR/>Ordering dessert for me is like warfare...I have to see it to judge the colour of the chocolate, start assessing the texture...and I get dismayed rather easily over dessert. I almost never order it either...Candy Minxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07350752657678863378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23226602.post-74327588200046640372008-05-18T13:26:00.000-04:002008-05-18T13:26:00.000-04:00Like you, I rarely order what I can cook in restau...Like you, I rarely order what I can cook in restaurants. What's the point of that?! If I can do it, I can do it with better-quality produce and for a fraction of the price. So no pasta for me in restaurants (unless we are in Italy, and then I know that I'm just a beginner and that whatever I order will be phenomenal!). <BR/><BR/>When we go out for dinner here (which isn't often these days, since we live in a gastronomic desert), I tend to order fish because I haven't got the confidence to cook it myself. And to remove the bones. Nine times out of ten, I'll order red snapper or seabass. I love fish, and I really should grow some balls and just try to cook it!<BR/><BR/>Asterisk himself will usually go for game if it's on the menu. Again, because we never cook meat at home (except chicken). <BR/><BR/>As for "family restaurants"... don't even get me started: they are the spawn of Satan! We have been to a couple in the past few years for various reasons (mostly because we were guests of people who were keen to take us there), and the experience was underwhelming to say the least. My overriding memory is that of a gigantic fudge sundae that Asterisk ordered (I never have desserts in restaurants) and him looking rather sick at the mere sight of it. Blurg.Redhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04598718532932773138noreply@blogger.com