A week ago, my friend Phoebe and I decided we would make food for three of our friends. But with this blog in mind, we decided to do it with a bit of a twist.
We used sausages (YAY) bacon, cheese, pasta and bolognese sauce, but also tried BRIE.
Sidenote: I LOVE CHEESE
It is tasty and the texture is... wait for it...
I was so excited to try it, and it was unbelievably tasty! I will definitely be having that bad boy again. And the boys we cooked it for seemed to enjoy it aswell!
I have included a slideshow (it nearly killed me, I've never embedded a video before so it took the good part of an hour and a half) so you can see exactly how we did it.
I have included a slideshow (it nearly killed me, I've never embedded a video before so it took the good part of an hour and a half) so you can see exactly how we did it.
I am hungover in all of these pictures, so please excuse the state.
So yay! We have finally found a new thing I like!
Also, my very good friend Christopher Parvin (@ghostlandia if you're a Tweeter) has raised some really good points. This is in reference to my previous post "Lamb chops". Have a shufty.
" I like (steak) well done because I was brought up thinking if meat is still pink it's not cooked and if I eat it I'll die a painful death.... or something along those lines. That's the product of all meat as a child being sausages and burgers with the occasional roast chicken white as chalk. Then there's the blood that oozes. Even though I understand it's myoglobin not blood it puts me off. As for lamp chops I can't stand them, or any meat that comes with a ring of fat no matter how much people tell me it's flavoursome. I only want that texture on a gummy bear thank you. It's strange because I've never thought of myself as a picky eater, and I suppose it is only when it comes to meat and in comparison to my brother and mother I'm practically a world gourmand. I've even experimented on my Mum. If you offer her a something new without telling her what it is, or downplaying the new flavour she'll try it and nine times out of ten like it, but if you tell her what it is before hand she'll pull a face before it's touched her tongue. It's a question of how much our preconceptions effect our taste buds I suppose. The perfect example would be the fat on lamp chops. I like the texture in gummy bears, and occasionally with a savoury pie the pastry can approach the same chewy density so is it the taste putting me off or the connotations of fat, unhealthy, cigarette packet pickets of blocked hearts, concealed grease in the bottom of bins, that is predetermining what I'll experience? "
The points raised by Chris are so important. Does the way in which we are raised really affect our tastes in food THAT much? I think so. I know that the way I was raised definitely has a detrimental effect on the kinds of foods I eat now. When I was younger I was always made to eat chicken, gammon etc. all the foods that I tend to avoid now. Is the whole reason that I am a Picky Eater due to my upbringing?
Bleh. Enough seriousness. Although I definitely will continue to explore the reasons behind my food habits for the duration of this blog.
Special thanks to Chris :)
My opinion on the whole "upbringing" thing is that I'm the sort of person that will eat anything. I will try anything at all and almost always like it. I always loved food, and growing up I had a very diverse diet. We ate a lot of meat, all different kinds, but then I'm from a farming family. I never used to like fish or olives, but since I turned about 14 I can't get enough of either of them.
ReplyDeleteI think food for my family was never a big deal. If I didn't like something it was treated with indifference, and I wasn't made to eat it.
I think a lot of parents can be overly attentive to children's "phases" of eating. For example if your 6 year old claims it will "only eat chip sarnies", don't change your cooking habits. It'll soon realise that chip sarnies don't happen every day. And in about 18 hours it'll be so hungry that it'll eat anything. Unless the parents cave and the child wins, reinforcing that it's okay to demand whatever you want.
Anyway, rant over!! I really loved that pasta Mel, it's a shame we couldnt finish it all!!