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Mr. Creosote's food science....

I like to eat. Really. I appreciate well prepared food, be it some regional peasant fare or expertly crafted haute cuisine. I like to cook too, and I'm pretty good at it. I refuse to use a recipe and tend to like to prepare simpler, straightforward dishes. Sometimes after watching a cooking show or perusing a menu on the window of a fancy restaurant, I like to play a little game where I think about ideas for dishes that, frankly, sound uhhh, not so good. Here's a few ideas:

-tuna pudding
-peanut butter soup with canned asparagus spears and cranberries
-angel hair pasta with stewed prunes
-waffles with anchovy paste
-oatmeal with braised eel
-baked trout stuffed with parsnips and Brachs caramels
-pan fried calves liver with orange sauce
-egg rolls stuffed with cottage cheese and vienna sausages
-gaspaucho of strawberries, waermelon, peaches, and oysters with a chicken fat meringue

Isn't this fun? The best part is that one will hopefully never have to eat any of this! I've fantasized over the years about collecting these kinds of ideas for a while then doing a cookbook. Would you buy it? Maybe I can get Rachel Ray involved.....

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wayn3w said…
Nothing quite finishes up a summer meal like a curried mayonnaise milkshake, with extra capers. Om nom nom..
September 7, 2008 at 6:53 PM
Anonymous said…
Rice-a-Roni with teflon shavings in a béarnaise sauce. Oh, did I forget to add the chocolate covered garlic chunks. If not cooked properly, you're allowed to throw it out the back door into the yard... pan and all.
September 14, 2008 at 11:12 AM
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