Friday, May 28, 2010

MY Secrets...

As the blogathon winds down (how can that be?), I've decided to share some dirty secrets with you, my dear readers, that mark me as occasionally having extremely, and I do mean extremely, pedestrian tastes in some cases...so, in no particular order, things that I choose to share with you...

1. For a few years, one of the staples in my 3-kid, 20-activities household was a Banquet Chicken and Dumplings slow-cooker meal (from the freezer case). I put the stuff in. Maybe I added milk? (can't remember) and turned it on..it was simple. And beyond lazy. And my kids LOVED it...

2. I harbor fantasies of moving to some other country to work, cook, write, cook, have friends over, cook for friends, eat, shop for food, cook more. A lot of countries qualify for this...No one has done a food book from Argentina, right? Sign me up.

3. I like hot dogs. But I like GOOD hot dogs (Bests. Nathan's.)..and if you are worried about cooking for me, fear not...most cooks/chefs I know just LOVE it when someone cooks for them.

4. I like Rachael Ray. I wish I WERE Rachael Ray. There, I said it. At least she's not faking it.

5. If Martha Stewart offered me a job tomorrow (hint hint, Ms S.), I would chuck it all and be on the next plane to NYC...

6. Ditto Gourmet. Oh, wait. Someone thought that wasn't worthy...WTF?

7. I have some happy places. Dean and Deluca. Sur La Table. Wms. Sonoma. Okay, any kitchen goods store, even the commercial ones...HARDWARE STORES--amazing things found there!

8. I think I could eat eggs for breakfast every day of the week.

9. I am always on the lookout for great CHEAP bottles of wine. And I'm not offended by the screwtop (although I prefer the romance of the REAL cork...)

10. My family is made up of a few picky eaters, Mr. Babette especially, and it drives. me. nuts. Bones in chicken? Hard work, getting that chicken off those bones... Anything but white meat? No thanks, I'm not hungry...Grass fed beef? Tastes weird, says he...

11. I LOVE...love, love, love McD's hash browns. There. I said it. Starch. Grease. Salt. Crunch. (what's a trifecta with four things? A quadfecta? Then that is what this is for me...)...No, I don't get them, but if someone offers me a bite? I'm not saying no.

12. I hate fake flavors--grape? Blech. Fake banana? Double blech. But. I LOVE Jolly Ranchers Fake Watermelon-Flavored hard candies..

Okay, I've asked my visiting bloggers about their secrets...some love candy. Some didn't share...but now it's your turn...go on, I'll keep it between you and me...

9 comments:

The Writer's [Inner] Journey said...

I happen to admire pedestrian tastes! We are all unique in our own ways, after all, but in a way I think that these simple things that we've labeled pedestrian might just be the glue that link us together somehow.
~Meredith

Michelle Rafter said...

I am so with you on the fake flavors. I cannot for the life of me understand why anyone eats banana nut muffins from a grocery store bakery. Gag. Obviously they've never made their own banana nut muffins or they'd never go back. Speaking of which, at any given point in time, I probably have 8 or 10 black bananas in my freezer waiting for me to make those banana nut muffins. Sadly, during the blogathon, non-essential food prep has fallen by the wayside. It's all I can do to get dinner on the table every night. I'm giving canning lessons to a group of four on June 6 - something I donate to my son's school auction every year - and I'm in a bit of a panic because I've done nothing to get ready. Good thing I've got a long weekend to prepare.

I've loved getting to know your blog during the blogathon. Keep up the good work!

Michelle

BIKE LADY said...

Okay, I have secrets. Here are a few:

Hate asparagus. Hate. It. It's ugly looking, and I don't like the texture. Give me steamed broccoli (with or without carrots and cauliflower) as a side any day. But spare me the green veggie I can't stand. Why it shows up all the time on menus nowadays, I'll never know. But it's very disappointing and drives me nuts. I have to avoid ordering a lot of dishes because of this nonsense.

I'd secretly love to be able to do the French Women Don't Get Fat kick-start diet--the one where you eat leek soup for like a week. But I know I'd starve--and no diet's worth that. And, plus, you also have to eat plain yogurt. Nope. Not a fan. So much for not getting fat. I'm not French, anyway--even though I can do the accent.

I secretly want to be a painter. Oils. On canvas. All over Europe. But I'm not talented in that way.

Celia @ Fig Jam and Lime Cordial said...

Oh, I so hope you'll keep posting, if not every day, at least regularly once the blogathon is over! I've enjoyed following your adventures this month! :)

Dirty secrets, I'm with you on the McD hash brown. In fact, I love a bacon and egg mcmuffin with a hash brown in the middle of it!

And I grew up addicted to a strange dish my mother used to make of tinned corned beef and onions, fried together. Stopped eating it when I grew old enough to actually read the side of the tin and saw what was in there. :)

Babette said...

Oh, I will def. be posting more regularly than I was before, Celia...thank you so much for visiting so often.

My husband still eats that tinned corned beef and I cannot BELIEVE it. It is...no. Just no. And he's the picky one who finds chicken on bones too hard...

jackie...filing that asparagus tidbit away for future reference should I ever cook for you.

Julie said...

For my birthday I have been known to purchase a Pepperridge farm Coconut Cake and eat the whole thing myself! There, I said it. I feel better already.

Julie said...

PS. I found you on a blogroll at another blog. I was drawn to the name of your blog because one of my very favorite movies is "Babette's Feast".

Babette said...

Julie--That coconut cake? Now THAT's what I'm talking about!!! And thanks for coming on over...

marthaandme said...

Love these! Ok, I buy non-organic chicken nuggets for my kids. For a while they consented to organic and then rejected them. I live for soft-serve choc ice cream. I would never work for Martha Stewart! In fact, I don't do well working as an employee for anyone!