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24 Apr 03 - 02:39 PM (#939373) Subject: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Rick Fielding Warning: Jokes and irony below. Not to be taken (too) seriously. I've told bits of this sordid tale in other threads over four years, but perhaps I'll give you the full story, and if anyone else has any deep dark hostilities and phobias, they can add to it. My folks decided when I was about 13 that as a weird little kid, I really should get away from home. Now a stint in Military school simply isn't the "Canadian Way", so they picked out a very expensive snotty upper crust "British style" Private school in Montreal called 'Lower Canada College'. In Britain, I think it would be called a 'public school'. The crimes that got me sent there were many: I was an only child. Although good at baseball, drawing, and reading, I simply panicked when I got to my regular school and became a terrified neurotic mess. Even had some instances of "hysterical blindness", which scared the living shit out of me! Apparently I had an absolute fear and loathing of authority, so....... ...they sent me to this school where every little uniforned snot had a thousand rules to obey, and an equal number of duties to perform. Discipline was meted out by paedophiles with cricket bats, and the British Class system seemed to be honoured and respected. T'was very tough going....I got knocked around a bit, got even lower marks, and eventually just decided (didn't know it at the time) to completely re-invent my whole world. One in which I made the rules. Anyway......ONIONS!! We used to eat at big long tables (not unlike the ones in Harry Potter) with a teacher...oops, MASTER, at each one. One night, along with the sort-of OK food came a big plate of CREAMED ONIONS. I didn't really want one, but I didn't have a phobia or alergy or anything....I just didn't want one. "You there! Young Fielding, eat your onions", came the voice from the end of the table. Well....I didn't. And.....I wouldn't. Ten minutes later, the Master excused the rest of the students, looked at me and said slyly "You're not leaving until you eat your onions, Fielding, and I can wait longer than you can"!! By now, they were a congealed mess, and I was really scared........but somehow the God that protects weirdos, nerds and stand-up comics was with me. Almost two hours later the master stood up angrily and stomped off. So did I. The plate of onions remained. To this day my stomache will instantly turn if I bight into an onion.......so I try not to! Standing up to that teacher would be such a minor thing for a student today......but for me.....then........it was HUGE. And then I discovered WOODY GUTHRIE.....who also made up his own rules. Cheers Rick |
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24 Apr 03 - 02:48 PM (#939380) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: MMario creamed onions rank next to lobster as a candidate for the 'food of the gods' nice thick slices of raw onion with rare roast beef on wholegrain bread makes a sandwich to die for. ain't much of nothin' that can't be improved on by adding onion. |
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24 Apr 03 - 02:57 PM (#939388) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: harvey andrews My wife Wendy has exactly the same problem from exactly the same cause. In her case it's butterbeans. Even seeing a tin in a supermarket brings back Rick's scenario for her and she leaves the building! |
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24 Apr 03 - 02:58 PM (#939391) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: John MacKenzie Rick I'm afraid that every time I get to cooking, most everything starts with onions;stews,curries,soups, and even like MMario sandwiches. Oh and did I forget salads???? Sorry I'm an Alium addict. With tears in my eyes......Giok |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:07 PM (#939399) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Clinton Hammond I thought this was gonna be a rant against the parody news website... |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:18 PM (#939408) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos Rick, I applaud you; I always sensed you were a kindred soul. I have made similar stands of my own both at home and in a variety of school situations; I reduced my own mother to a bedraggled and exhausted wreck, emerging from the living room after a three-hour confrontation (of her choosing) over a bowl of oatmeal I was unwilling to eat; I won. I stood up to the jeers of classmates for refusing to eat concoctions which would put a housepet off his feed. I have infuriated and frustrated hostesses and cooks from here to Albuquerque by being so damned fussy about food. But somehow I almost always managed to hold the line. As a fellow Eating Rebel, I hail your integrity and success. Hold that line!! A |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:20 PM (#939409) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: MMario but...but...not eating onions is equivilant to deciding to not need oxygen! |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:26 PM (#939411) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: GUEST,Matt_R I have always though it the back of my mind, cheese & onions. |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:27 PM (#939413) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos Yo, Matt!! Too long, buddy. Have some onions! A |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:28 PM (#939414) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: CarolC Mine is minestrone soup. Only in my case, it was my mother who was trying to make me eat it. And it was waiting for me, cold, the next morning for breakfast. Lima beans make me want to puke also, but that's because they're lima beans. |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:31 PM (#939420) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos To me, that makes perfect sense, Carol! A |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:34 PM (#939421) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: MMario for me it was green peas - oddly enough now one of my favorite vegetables! I never got away with refusing to eat them completely - like Carol - I would find them waiting at the next meal; but they eventually stopped making me eat them because we all got tired of cleaning up the result. |
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24 Apr 03 - 03:35 PM (#939422) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: katlaughing Oh, Rick, what courage! What a rotten bully of a "Master!" Too bad it wasn't really like Harry Potter; you could have learned some wizardy and turned the wanker into a toad! Have to say, though, that I enjoy a good flavouring of onion, esp. since I married the French-Canadian descendant so many years ago...he's very partial to them, in fact his potato salad should be called onion salad, there are so few potatoes! Also, my dad still swears by onion sandwiches. He has one almost every day with just plain old white bread and regular mayo! Only about 2 weeks to his 86th b-day. I hope this little indulgence, nay this confession has been good for your soul and perhaps, ah yes, one may perhaps give thanks, that it has purged you of all negativity regarding the lowly, healthful onion and that you will once again trod the Path of Layered Truth. katKeeperofthePeels |
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24 Apr 03 - 04:05 PM (#939444) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Don Firth Ah, Rick, poor Rick. . . . Not an unknown phenomenon. A traumatic experience with certain foods can leave one with a lifetime deprived of the joys that others know. I love oranges. Despite Anita Bryant, a day without orange juice is like a day without sunshine, and oranges in any form delight my taste buds and bring joy to my soul. They reaffirm my contention that life is good and that, although the Universe is neutral to our fate both as individuals and as a species, if it didn't have random aspects that are at least accidentally benevolent to living entities, we wouldn't be here at all. Oranges freshly peeled (watch out for your thumbnail), orange juice, chocolate covered orange slices. . . . But I had a friend whose mother, when he was very young, insisted on feeding him a daily shot of castor oil. He couldn't stand the taste of the stuff. Gagged and spit it out, much to his mother's exasperation. But he loved oranges. Sneaky woman that she was, she had a hypodermic needle, so she shot a dose of castor oil into an orange segment and gave it to him. He bit into it. Then the castor oil flowed over his taste buds. Horror upon horror! Betrayed! Like living in the House of the Borgias! Ever since then, the taste, even the smell of oranges made him feel like he was going to throw up. And there are other similar incidents. My wife has a cousin who can't even look at a serving of rice because of a childhood encounter with maggots. Yuck-o!! But onions. Ever since I was a pup I've loved onions. My older (by two years) sister and I used to make onion sandwiches for lunch when I was about eight or nine. Smear two slices of bread with a skiff of mayonnaise (seems to cut the tendency of some of the more explosive onions to burn a hole through your tongue while preserving their ability to clear your sinuses) with a couple of thick slices of onion between. Then we'd go and breath on the wallpaper and watch it turn brown and peel at the edges. One of my standard lunches is a couple of slices of lunch meat (ham, turkey, pastrami, etc.) and a slice of cheese (any of various kinds—not the pre-sliced stuff) on some fairly exotic bread that my wife picks up from a specialty bakery we like (Wonder bread isn't bread. I don't know what it is, but it isn't bread), or sometimes a split bagel (one of my favorites). A bit of Dijon mustard, a dab of mayonnaisse, and a thick slice of onion. It's so good, why isn't it a sin? Chacun a son goût (literally), but some day when you're feeling feisty and defiant, sneak up on something like a Walla Walla sweet, take a good bite, then raise a middle digit to the memory of the master at the head of the table and laugh uproariously!! Don Firth It's approaching 1:00 here (PDT). Lunchtime. I think I'll go make a sandwich. |
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24 Apr 03 - 04:17 PM (#939452) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Ebbie I like onions. In my case, it was macaroni and Velveeta. My father stood over me threatening corporal-with-a-strap punishment if I didn't shape up right now and eat it. I can't, I wailed. It's slimy. Eat it, he said. I can't, I wailed. It's slimy. Eat it, he said. I vomited right on the floor by my chair. I was as horrified as he. But I never had to eat it again. |
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24 Apr 03 - 04:41 PM (#939464) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Peter T. I remember being in public school in Missouri,and we had to eat 3 bites of everything before we could leave the cafeteria, and the food was uniformly terrible -- the worst was beans and cornbread (I almost puke thinking about them). What this meant in fact was that students used every device known to man to hide the food. Many a day I went away from the cafeteria with wet pockets filled with goopy food. yours, Peter T. |
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24 Apr 03 - 04:53 PM (#939472) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos Ebbie: Another bingo!! Another kindred soul!! What is this?? I have ALWAYS protested ingesting anything slimy. Including Velveeta, okra, and brussels sprouts. It has driven the cooks in my life to despair, with the result that I now live chiefly on roast beef, peanut butter sandwiches, and health-food bars! :>) A |
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24 Apr 03 - 05:00 PM (#939480) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: GUEST,maire-aine, not home yet Mmmm. Nice Bermuda onion, sliced thin, on hearty rye bread with lots of caraway seed, and spread with coarse mustard. Yum. My stomach-clock just went off. Music reference: Snoopy in YOU'RE A GOOD MAN CHARLIE BROWN. Maryanne |
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24 Apr 03 - 05:03 PM (#939485) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: CarolC Brussels sprouts are never slimy when they are prepared properly. You have to buy them fresh, never frozen, use them soon after you buy them, and steam them until just tender. Never boil brussels sprouts, and don't over-steam them. Then you eat them with lots of yummy butter and salt, or put them in a nice marinade of red wine vinegar, a little oil, some basil, thyme, salt and pepper for an hour or two and eat them at room tempurature. |
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24 Apr 03 - 05:06 PM (#939488) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Beccy Mmmmmmmm... onions. My favorite? A thick slab of Vidalia onion with a couple thin slices of cheddar and munster cheese between two slices of hearty wheat bread which have been slathered with butter. Toast to toasted cheese perfection and don't leave the house for the evening!!!!!!! By the way, re: ClintonHammond's reference to "The Onion" website?!? I HATE THAT SITE! If there's anything that drives me insane it's people who THINK they're clever just because they're off the wall. Don't get me wrong- I'm a BIG fan of off the wall. I think Steven Wright is the funniest guy who ever lived- but honestly, "The Onion"? It's like bad SNL on webspace. Beccy |
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24 Apr 03 - 05:55 PM (#939522) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Rick Fielding Just a quick word before I cook some dinner here...and read the posts afterwards... There's a drawback to all this "making yer own rules" stuff....You have to be self-employed, and since my ticket to freedom was/is music, I've usually been "underfunded".......fortunately I've had sympathetic partners.....and really lucked out with Heather, cuz she didn't want kids. When yer tryin' to support three or four, you have to 'eat a few onions' so to speak, ha ha! Rick |
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24 Apr 03 - 05:56 PM (#939524) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Uncle_DaveO MMario said: "ain't much of nothin' that can't be improved on by adding onion. Chocolate ice cream? Dave Oesterreich |
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24 Apr 03 - 06:05 PM (#939532) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: The O'Meara Fielding: With me it was Catholic school, the nun we called "Sister Mary Sledge," and lime jell-o with carrots in it. (Culinary delight in St. Paul, Minnesota.) O'Meara |
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24 Apr 03 - 06:08 PM (#939533) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Uncle_DaveO Fifty-some years ago, when I was a sophomore in college, some friends and I had been to downtown Minneapolis to a movie on a Sunday night, and returned to the university area about 9:30 p.m. None of us had had supper, so we went into a coffee shop in Dinkeytown, a little business district just off campus, to have something to eat. When the waitress asked what I wanted, I dithered. Finally, I remembered something I had had once, and liked. "I'll have an onion sandwich," quoth I. "Okay." She departed kitchenward, and returned. "Uhh....how do you make that?" "Well, you take two pieces of bread..." "Uh-huh." "...spread them with butter..." "Uh-huh." "...put some nice, thick slices of onion on it. Preferably sweet onions, but onions..." "Uh-huh." "...salt, and lots of pepper." "Uh-huh." "Put the other piece of bread on top." She paused. Looked at me. "Ohhh! You mean...an...onion...sandwich!!! It was good. Dave Oesterreich |
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24 Apr 03 - 06:12 PM (#939536) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Bill D I do not eat 'recognizable' onion...or egg. Cook them well, and mix them thoroughly into SOME dishes, and if I can't identify the chunks, I may eat it. My sainted mother told me I ate eggs until I was 18 months old....then quit suddenly and permanently. When I was young, I would starve rather that to eat ANY egg or onion, but as an adult I have very gradually learned to tolerate the minimum amounts. It's truly amazing how tastes differ. But even more amazing are those people who cannot comprehend why YOU would eat differently than they do, and make no attempt to discuss preferences with you when cooking for you. |
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24 Apr 03 - 07:32 PM (#939587) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: harvey andrews Amos....sprouts are one of the world's gifts!!! As are cauliflower, broccoli, carrots, peas, mmmmmm yes please!! (lightly boiled, no sauces, veggie gravy)Oh! |
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24 Apr 03 - 07:35 PM (#939591) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Little Hawk Yowsa! Amos and Rick...kindred souls indeed!!! I HATE those fascist bastard idiots like that headmaster who try to be little gods on Earth enforcing their twisted will on children, to inflate their engorged sense of CONTROL. Viva la revolucion! I say... Resist! Resist! Resist! And never give in to the filthy, dictatorial pigs! Ah...that felt good. :-) Now, onions. Well, I like onions, but there were a lot of foods I didn't like when I was a kid, that's for sure...specially some of the ones that were slimy. Eggplant was one of the most horrifying, as far as I was concerned. My father loved it, which was further proof that it was a food of the devil. He was very authoritarian, and determined to make me just like him. I relish in the fact that he did not succeed! (Heh! Heh!) The various school cafeterias I encountered during public school and high school inflicted numerous awful concoctions on the students. Among they were: Spanish Rice, Spaghetti & Cheese, and various other nameless pasta nightmares...all sharing a catatonic blandness that was truly nauseating, along with a faint but unmistakable hint of dish detergent. It was like Ed Sullivan on a plate. The chocolate puddings were not much good for eating, but they were fun to play with. I think they may have been fortified with petroleum products, because they had a marvelous elasticity about them. You could turn the whole plate upside down and the pudding wouldn't fall out...usually. If you whacked it a good one, then the whole thing would plop out with a sucking sound and glue itself to the first handy horizontal surface. Very entertaining. This led to some memorable disasters, like the time Tommy Baron was tricked into sitting down on a recently liberated chocolate pudding...and he was wearing white pants at the time! Poor soul... Rick, I can see why you became such a fine musician and free spirit. Yours is an inspiring story! :-) - LH |
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24 Apr 03 - 07:43 PM (#939595) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Jeri I wrote a whole long thingie and Mudcat bumped it off! I said something about how much I loved onions, especially cooked until they're big, fat, tumescent chunks, barely held together by that fragile membrane thing that onions have, and they slither down your throat like tiny, tasty (mushy) goldfish. Tell me what on earth could be more wonderful! Just don't talk to me about okra, which is, as nearly as I can tell, the vegetable kingdom's answer to snot. |
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24 Apr 03 - 08:06 PM (#939603) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: harpgirl ...well I'm with Carol on the lima bean thing. My obsessive compulsive control freak parents made me sit at the table and eat lima beans, green beens, and mushrooms when I was a kid and I used to puke them up regularly. To get revenge I would make a piggy sound right when my brother began drinking his milk and he would spit it across the table onto my father's dinner plate. hahahaha I ran away when I was sixteen so they sent me to one of those schools like Rick went to but it was day school so I had to GO HOME everyday after school which was the pits. And I had to go to a lovely psychologist named donald Pomeroy, who saved my life and made me want to be like him! I snuck out on the weekends after everyone went to bed all through high school and had a very interesting secret life! I still hate authority and haven't worked for anyone else in more than ten years! But I'm still a wage slave...harpy... onions I can do without.... |
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24 Apr 03 - 08:21 PM (#939613) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Peg same experience as a kid with many veggies; sat at the table long after the others had left... I eat most of them now but to this day won't touch sweet potatoes (unless they're spicy and french fried!), winter squash or creamed corn... |
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24 Apr 03 - 08:40 PM (#939623) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: GUEST,Jon Rick, I can't agree with the school master type of approach - for me it is broad beans (although I can eat them now if very young and fresh) and butter beans. Pip (my mum) had it even worse as she turned vegetarian at a very early age (I believe learning the fate of her friendly pig(let?) from her friend's farm played a part in it). She has told me tales of trying to hide meat in tissue paper as well as putting stuff into her mouth and pretending to eat something that makes her want to throw up... As for onions, I'm sorry... they are an essential to me, whether crisp and strong in a salad or a sandwich, boiled and served with white sauce, used in a rich onion gravy or even as a starter when making the base for a curry. Pip is a keen gardner and usually manages to grow enough onions and the related but sweeter (and I think tastier) shallot to see most of the year out... |
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24 Apr 03 - 08:47 PM (#939625) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: GUEST,Jon Jeri, Okra/ Ladies Fingers is wonderful!!! It's been ages since I've been to an Indian but Bhindi Bhaji is always top on my list for side dishes. |
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24 Apr 03 - 08:54 PM (#939628) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: catspaw49 Jeri, I have that same feeling toward clams. A lot of folks are content to simply stab them with a fork, often a small one, and also cook them way too quickly. Some say the look and all is just too much for them. But to me the real way to enjoy them is to heat them slowly and enjoy the fragrance as they open. With a few simple manipulations you can open them to the point that your mouth alone can devour the succulent meat and aromatic juices. That's real eatin'!! Spaw |
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24 Apr 03 - 09:05 PM (#939636) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: GUEST Ya can't have any puddin' if ya don't eat yer onions. rr PS. Hi Matt, How are you doing? |
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24 Apr 03 - 09:13 PM (#939644) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Sorcha Sorry, Rick, but I'm with Giok and Mario on this one..........get busy with the Dremel, it will distract you. |
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24 Apr 03 - 09:26 PM (#939647) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Jeri Jon, I've been told I didn't cook the Spaw, once upon a time the thought of any shellfish would nearly make me barf. I forced myself to swallow a couple of raw ones when I was about 15. I didn't see them as worth eating, but I didn't barf either. You know they put dried, crunchy brine shrimp in kimchee in Korea? Of course, they roast silkworm larva too. I AIN'T eatin' 'em. I fully understand it's just that my culture has an aversion to eating anything with more than 4 legs or land-dwelling critters with no legs on purpose, but it's MY culture. |
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24 Apr 03 - 09:30 PM (#939650) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos Geez, Spaw -- In Thailand we were driven by bus up into the hills near the Burmese border, to a huge outdoor market cum swap meet thing where they sold everything from Chinese ukeleles to deep-fried earthworms and monkey-brains. The tour guide brought a large insect from this haute cuisine spread back to the bus and asked everyone if they would like to try a local delicacy. My Ma-in-law, God bless her, piped right up and said she'd give it a go, which quite surprised Sun Chuyen, our guide. He explained to her that you must turn the grasshopper around and eat it tail first, not looking into its eyes (it was complete and intact, just fried) because you would not want to look into its eyes just before you swallowed it. I suggest you apply this method to clams in the future. Don't be putting them down your throat with that little pointy part toward you. It will give you bad, x-rated dreams... (He also told her that in all his years guiding people through those hills he had never before had a Westerner take him up on the offer. He was impressed as hell, but, well, Margaret is that kind of woman.). A |
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24 Apr 03 - 10:09 PM (#939664) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: catspaw49 Rick, I have an "onion Tale" from the other side.....I'm the bad guy!!! Well sorta'............ We had two sisters while fostering that we loved a lot and probably should have adopted, but that's another story. They were with us for 3 years and had their share of problems, none of which they brought upon themselves. Anyway, one day I walk into the alley behind the old barn style garage and find that someone has ripped out a huge chunk of Day Lilies. It's surprising that anything will grow in the small strip of earth alongside the alley, but these things are tough!!! I looked at the mess in the alley, knew immediately "who done it," and went and found the girls (ages 8 and 10 at the time). ME: "Hey guys, what's with this?" THEM: "What do you mean Dad?" ME: "I mean, what's with ripping out the lilies?" THEM: (insert here a lot of protesting, etc... as it weakens they are finally silent) ME: "Finished? Let's try this again. What was the point of doing this?" THEM: "Hem-Haw-Hem-Haw-Blabber-Blather-Babble............" ME: Once more.....What was the point of tearing the lilies out by the roots?" THEM: The older one pipes up and says, "We were hungry we thought they were onions and we could eat them!" ME: .......uh-huh........Onions huh? So you're hungry right? Is that it?" THEM: "Oh yeah Dad, we were just thinking we could eat them," they both agreed happily thinking I was satisfied with the answer. ME: Well guys I wish I had known....don't want you hungry....Let's go to the kitchen!" You know of course what happened next........Neither of them would have eaten a raw onion on a bet so I peeled and sectioned one and put it on the table in front of them with a big smile on my face saying, "There you go guys!!! Finish it all and then you can go back out and play.......but you're not leaving the table til it's gone." Two hours later we discussed tearing up plants and other property. It didn't cure the problem entirely, but it was another step along the way. Neither though developed an "onion problem" and both loved to tell the story to new foster kids saying, "Don't lie to Dad whatever you do!" Spaw |
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24 Apr 03 - 10:23 PM (#939669) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Rustic Rebel Damn Amos I kinda like those bad x-rated dreams-clams you say, I may have to give those a try! When I was a kid , well even now I can't eat peas from the can. I love them fresh steamed or raw but those tasteless green giant type, no way. Same with the creamed corn in a can. Can't do it, but I make my own creamed corn that is the best. Scrape the corn, add butter and cream (half and half) and bake 1 hour, then I freeze it. It is so good and sweet and kicks ass over that canned crap. Onions, I don't think I go a day without eating onions. I think we went through about 50 lbs. or more the last 6 months. Rustic |
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24 Apr 03 - 10:30 PM (#939671) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: catspaw49 Amos, interesting as your post was, I was initially completely put-off when you stated it was a "cum swap meet thing." That's disgusting and totally gross and I ain't going nowhere like that, least of all with you! Spaw |
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24 Apr 03 - 10:47 PM (#939677) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: katlaughing I am was fortunate child. Our father didn't like casseroles or odd veggies. He was a meat and potatoes man. The most exotic we got was homemade pizza which was very good. We always had a green salad with whatever we had for supper, too and water. Dad always had water with his meal. We had lima beans and ham with cornbread, but we all liked them and it is still a meal I will fix now and then because it is so tasty, though I make it without the ham these days. I cannot stomach the smell of Rog's homemade pea soup. Never had to eat peas, didn't like them when I tried them and that smell!! Peigh-Yew!**bg** Spaw, we have to get you and Rog together. He eats corn and clams the same way you do! Oh, the one thing mom cooked which I enever did eat was liver and onions. I'd eat the bacon and that was it. That is another smell I cannot stomach. Hmmmm...it seems smells of food have always been an important thign for me when it comes to food and whether I will eat it or not.:-) kat |
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24 Apr 03 - 10:49 PM (#939679) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Sorcha Jeri, only way I can eat okra is battered/breaded and deep fried. Pretty good then, acutally. |
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24 Apr 03 - 11:13 PM (#939687) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Steve Latimer I like just about everything, much to my chagrin. A lot of things that have been mentioned here are making my mouth water. I like onions any way that I can get them, love Garlic. Kat, you beat me to the liver. It and lamb are about the only things that I've tried that I don't like. |
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24 Apr 03 - 11:24 PM (#939691) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos Spaw: That remark was below you, if such a thing is possible. Just because I left out a hyphen, you have to go guttersnipe on me. Dang. Anyway, watch where you point those clams, now.... A |
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24 Apr 03 - 11:58 PM (#939705) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: catspaw49 Yeah, sorry Amos......It was I'm sure just a mistake on your part, a bit premature with your input I guess. Anyway, my remark was one of those things that just shot right out there........ Spaw |
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24 Apr 03 - 11:59 PM (#939706) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Thomas the Rhymer With enemies like that, who needs friends? Rick! ...imagine my suprize when I stumbled on to this tread... long after I posted on the vegi-thread... Eggplant, canned mushrooms (we called them 'dog noses'), peas, lima beans (which I would very willingly stir around all night), squid (my dad loves it), and to this day, I will not eat chicken unless my life depends on it... Oh, and I nearly forgot... Hot Dogs. When I was a kid, we had hot dogs somewhere near Reno, and then drove at night on the winding roads... exhaust leak... I have never been so... well anyway, I won't eat tofu-dogs either... Roast beef anyone? Oh, the roast beef of old England... And old English roast beef! ttr |
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25 Apr 03 - 04:44 AM (#939774) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Gurney When I was a lad, I worked in the mines as a ring-dragger (work that one out!) and the motor-man on our haulage always ate two big Spanish Onions every day, crunching into them like apples. Put me off them for years. Onions give you wind. Leeks give you more wind. As you get older, your tastes change, and you tend more to bitters and sours. So, maybe you will get to like them one day. I grew to like onions and brussels sprouts and spinach. Never would have believed it once. It was a brave man who first ate an oyster. His name was probably Uggh. |
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25 Apr 03 - 06:59 AM (#939815) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Jeri Amos and Spaw, y'all be nice. All this back-and-forth stuff is irritating to the clams. I've been told the legs can get in the way when eating a grasshopper, and it's best to remove them. That might be just a bit drastic. |
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25 Apr 03 - 09:42 AM (#939892) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos Awww, okay, Jeri. Don't want no Annoyed Clams 'round here, I guess - it makes 'em stick those pointy parts out, and that gets Spaw started again. Reminds him of cigars, or something...I wouldn't know. As a picky eater, clams have been one of of the species I make a regular deal with -- I don't eat them, an' they don't eat me. A |
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25 Apr 03 - 10:46 AM (#939941) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Bat Goddess I dunno Rick. We have similar tastes on a lot of things, but not this. "Creamed onions!" I said lasciviously not too many minutes ago. It's been waaaaay too long (because Tom does all the cooking and, oh, I sort of forget about my indulgences some times when I've got the opportunity. Well, took care of that straight off. Here it is, 10 o'clock in the morning, and I had to throw too much butter into a pan and slice up a mess o' onions. Ummm, dash of flour, enough cream, sprinkle of salt & pepper. I almost scarfed it down right from the pan, but I actually put it in a dish, which still bears traces of the too much butter part (but the onions are GONE). My mother always put them over potatoes and that I can live without. As a matter of fact, I can live without the potatoes I was brought up on -- BOILED. Ugh! I'll eat 'em any other way, but it's been over 40 years since there's been a boiled potato on my plate. (Not counting, of course, the little "new" potatoes -- drowning in butter and with fresh parsley.) The hot lunch program at my gradeschool in Milwaukee in th '50s did me in on a lot of things though. They screwed up macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes (another thing I wouldn't eat until Curmudgeon made them from scratch and suggested -- suggested -- I eat them), pumpkin pie fer-pete's-sake! It took years to recover. How can you make pumpkin pie inedible? I don't particularly care for lima beans, but I can't remember any particular incident that caused it. Funny , because I like fava beans. And in my head I don't like green bell peppers, but in actuality, I eat and like stuffed peppers, Italian sausage subs with onions and peppers, and even pepper rings in salads. Go figure. But there's no life without onions and garlic . . . Linn |
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25 Apr 03 - 10:49 AM (#939945) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Rick Fielding I wish my phobia (phobiae) ended at onions. Sadly it doesn't, and I can't think of any awful experiences from my youth to explain why I hate so many veggies. It's possible that my folks just didn't force me to clean my plate (or do my homework!) I was doing a concert in an unamed part of New England a few years ago and the folks that were putting me up had a nice party in my honour out the back of their house. They were SOOOOOO nice, but didn't know about my food peculiarities. I ended up with a plate full of little potatoes COOKED with fried onions! Not only that but three or four Brussels sprouts and a mixture of cauliflower and broccoli filled the plate. The worst was some nice salmon that also been cooked along side the ONIONS! I absolutely freaked! I should have just told the host that I was allergic to food period and had to be fed intravenously.....but instead.......now forgive me folks....I truly WAS desperate and panicky......I started tossing spuds into the plastic garbage can about twenty feet away, whenever no one was looking!! I'd gotten rid of most of the (onion-contaminated) potatoes and brussels sprouts when a small girl sidled up and said "what are you doing Mister"? Usually I can be pretty glib when neccessary, but not then. I just looked at the kid, said "I dunno" and prayed she wouldn't tell anyone! This was before I read Quentin Crisp, and became the "let it all hang out" blabbermouth that joined Mudcat. Back Then I was still in the "Vegetable closet" Cheers Rick |
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25 Apr 03 - 10:50 AM (#939947) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: catspaw49 "But there's no life without onions and garlic ....and very little sex life with them! Just kidding...We love both and Karen and I are each completely free of fleas as well!! Spaw |
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25 Apr 03 - 10:53 AM (#939949) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: John MacKenzie For those who dislike slimy Egg plant/Aubergine, try this. Slice a good sized egg/aub into slices, lay out on a plate and sprinkle liberally with salt, and leave them till the salt draws out lots of moisture, about 30 mins. This also stops them going brown. Rinse said slices, pat them dry, and then flour them. Dip the floured slices in cold water and then deep fry, in hot oil, { yes it's messy!} They come out real crisp, and tasty. You can also do the same thing with marrow flowers. Bon appetit.....Giok |
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25 Apr 03 - 10:55 AM (#939952) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Bat Goddess No vampires, either! Linn |
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25 Apr 03 - 11:04 AM (#939960) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Giac Jeri mentioned kimchee. Now there's a thought. Eating kimchee might keep one from catching current nasty diseases. No one would get close enough to infect you. Kinda like ramps in that respect. I like kimchee and relish ramps and okra. However there was an unpleasant incident once with a nun at a Catholic girls school when I was 11. I took my bowl of chili, untouched, back to the dirty dish line. When Sister Dunstan saw it, she yanked me from the line and asked why I didn't eat it. "Too greasy," I said. She told me to eat that chili. I said no. She smacked me on the shoulder. Not desiring further smacks, I took a bite of the now-congealed chili. It returned promptly and landed on her black shoes. Too many witnesses for her to kill me, so she just made me write a paper on some long-mouldy saint. Couldn't look at chili, or stand to smell it for years. I won't eat anchovies -- no hairy little fishes, thanks. And I really don't like the taste of mutton. I think that was from my formative years when I heard, endlessly, that sheep poison the ground and eat the roots of grass, destroying the pasture. (It was cattle territory, don't ya know!!) ~;o) Mary |
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25 Apr 03 - 11:37 AM (#939986) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Uncle_DaveO Other good onion presentations: Peanut butter and onion sandwiches. Orange and onion salad. Fried hog-brain sandwiches with raw sweet onion. (This is, admittedly, a learned taste.) Speaking of the peanut butter and onion sandwiches, a good horses' doover is, on a canape base or saltine, peanut butter with just a dab of ground horseradish! Sounds weired, but on my honor, it's good! Dave Oesterreich |
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25 Apr 03 - 11:40 AM (#939988) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: MMario if you are truly "upscale" the peanut butter and horseradish will also have a slight dab of catsup |
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25 Apr 03 - 12:15 PM (#940015) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Bat Goddess The "no vampires either" comment was directed at Spaw's comment. Orange and RADISH salad is also tasty -- especially along with a Moroccan chicken stew (with plenty of onions, preserved lemons and olives). Gotta try PB & onion sandwiches. Might even throw some chutney on top of the mix. Linn |
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25 Apr 03 - 12:40 PM (#940037) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Bat Goddess Just made a discovery -- store brand packaged macaroni and cheese with a little bit of leftover creamed onions added to it is the ultimate comfort food. What a self-indulgent day I'm having. Linn |
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25 Apr 03 - 01:24 PM (#940062) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Barbara Shaw I first heard about Rick's interest in creamed onions the day he and Heather showed up at my house at dinnertime (just before a gig in Branford) and I had a "Main Event" pizza waiting for them. It was covered with EVERYTHING, including strands of delicious onions, peppers, broccoli, sausage, bacon, pepperoni, etc. Heather dug right in, but Rick said he would "wait" to eat until after the gig (in the hopes that something non-onion would show up, I found out later). I personally have to leave the room - even leave the house - if someone is cooking liver. And the myth that it's delicious with onions is a lie. I filled many a napkin with liver and onions at the dinner table when I was a kid. I used to hate onions as a kid, wouldn't eat one that still looked like onion but would eat meatloaf, etc. if the onions were grated and invisible. But I outgrew that, and came up with the notion that "tastes change." So, I kept telling my sons when they were growing up that "tastes change." Every few months I would try again to make one son taste cauliflower. One day when we had company at a cozy little dinner party, I prevailed upon him to just taste the cauliflower, because "tastes change" and he might like them now. He took some in his mouth and then proceeded to spray the dinner table with cauliflower vomit!! I've come to the conclusion that cauliflower isn't that great - "Moms change." |
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25 Apr 03 - 01:35 PM (#940069) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos My delicate little stomach is knotting up just reading this thread. :.) "Satan gave me a taco, it really made me sick The meat was kinda greasy, and the cheese was much too thick...." (Beck, "Satan gave me a taco...") A |
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25 Apr 03 - 01:40 PM (#940076) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Ebbie The trick to liking liver, in my experience, is to not to overcook it. Not only does the texture change, when it's well done but the taste changes too. So, yes, I like calf and chicken livers both. (Man, don't we sound predatory!) One of my favorite meals for a long time was chicken livers, cottage cheese and asparagus. The tastes and textures go well together. |
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25 Apr 03 - 01:43 PM (#940078) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Rick Fielding Hi Giac. I've just learned a very interesting lesson about the mystery of life. You encountered a sadistic nun who made you eat congealed chili. You can't eat chili now. Had I had the same experience, I wouldn't be able to go into a Catholic Church!! .....and I would have AIMED HIGHER on the nun when throwing up! This is probably why I was eventually expelled from High School! ******************************************************** Hi Barb. Yeah, I remember that Pizza. LOOKED great! Cheers Rick |
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25 Apr 03 - 01:50 PM (#940084) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Bat Goddess I like liver, too -- not too often, but I like the liver, onions and bacon fat combination. Bacon fat RULES!!! (But I don't like bacon unless it's in or on something.) Chicken livers, cottage cheese and asparagus? I like all the ingredients, just not sure about them together. Now chicken HEARTS -- love those little suckers. Ate them even in the days I wouldn't eat chicken [Die chicken beast! I eat your heart!] because the Leghorns my grandparents kept were such disgusting stupid critters. Chicken hearts sauteed in butter and piled on top the Armenian rice pilaf with the toasted orzo in it. Linn |
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25 Apr 03 - 02:01 PM (#940093) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: catspaw49 The real trick to not overcooking liver is to buy it whole and have it sliced an eighth of an inch thick. I buy it that way but slice it myself. Now a hot skillet and only a minute or so a side and you would never know it's the same meat. Do the onions the same way, thin sliced and quick cooked. It cooks best in either real butter or bacon grease. I don't eat it very often anymore because frankly the way you cook it is unhealthy and organ meats are far more unhealthy than we thought. Not heart healthy at all!! But cooked "my way" once in a great while? DAMN....it's really great!!! Spaw |
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25 Apr 03 - 02:52 PM (#940141) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Allan C. These days I will eat and do eat almost anything commonly considered to be food and some things that aren't. It wasn't always thus. My initial nemesis was salad. I endured more than a few lengthy standoffs between me and my folks before they would finally send me to bed and then scrape the uneaten salad into the dog's dish. Rick, it will do your heart good to know that the dog carefully ate all of the salad except the onions which he pushed out of the dish and then peed on! In later years I came to thoroughly enjoy salads. I don't know how that happened. Another so-called member of the salad family is tomato aspic. I had this atrocity forced upon me in my early years until I finally learned to be more assertive. To me it seems like congealed V-8 juice - which I am convinced is nothing more than garbage put through a blender. When I was a little kid I equated the smell of broccoli with that of one of Dad's farts. Even now, if I should happen to forget to immediately clean any pot used to cook broccoli the same smell returns. I have no idea how I managed to work past my initial issues with this vegetable for now it is among my favorites. My parents both loved artichokes. After cleaning up a few messes, Mom finally learned to give me enough advance warning so that I could evacuate the house before she began cooking them. Strangely, I now totally love spinach/artichoke dip and have even eaten a few artichokes in recent years. Jeri, I had a great uncle who always put on a show whenever boiled okra was served to him. He would take a bite and then jump out of his chair, examining the seat to see if the damned thing had slid all the way through! I have to agree with you, boiled okra is not fit for human consumption. It is a shame that this is all too often the only introduction to okra for many people. However, I totally agree with Sorcha that when properly fried, it can be absolutely wonderful! To my way of thinking, it takes on a flavor not unlike fried oysters. I also like adding chopped okra to soups. For me, brussels sprouts and turnips both can be used as empirical evidence that if you put enough butter on almost anything, it can be eaten. There must be something about the canning process... I was nearly grown before I discovered that green peas did not necessarily come from cans. It was a revelation! I detested and still detest canned peas but will eat fresh or fresh-frozen peas 'til the cows come home. It may be only as little as five years since I discovered that tuna and salmon did not have to come from cans and did not have to smell - no, reek (and probably taste) like cat food. As it is with the peas, there is a world of difference between canned and fresh. As Barbara Shaw observed, tastes change. What I once found repulsive are often now among my favorite foods. However, I am still fairly well convinced that it will be a very cold day in hell before I eat any tomato aspic! |
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25 Apr 03 - 04:48 PM (#940198) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Beccy I know I said it elsewhere... but you could not PAY me to eat a durian again. Honestly, the stuff tasted like pure sulphur AND it was had the texture of a bad avocado. Ack... I think I need to go brush my teeth just from thinking of it. Beccy |
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25 Apr 03 - 04:52 PM (#940202) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: catspaw49 That's really good to know Beccy and I'll keep it in mind, I certainly will! Now I was wondrun iffen yall might tell me what the fock a durian is? Spaw |
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25 Apr 03 - 05:01 PM (#940206) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Beccy Spaw, my friend... durian is an exotic fruit that looks like a large version of the business end of a mace (medieval weapon- not spice). It is terribly intriguing looking if you like odd fruits and it is offered in many metropolitan areas in those uber-big supermarkets. It is also in many Asian markets as it is a *ack* delicacy in Indonesia and Thailand. They say that some people actually *gag* worship the rancid thing. It has the odour of rotting flesh. We got it for my Mom for a birthday present (she's a food adventurer) and weren't deterred by the smell on account of the whole "limburger-cheese" theory. We SHOULD have paid attention to the smell. For starters, we needed a hatchet to open the dad-blamed thing. Then the smell about bowled us all over. Then we actually INGESTED the horrid stuff. Then my baby sister gagged, and my Mom and I RAN for the bathroom to brush our teeth. The rest of our party was wise enough to avoid it after smelling it. My husband said I smelled like the durian for 3 days. My Mom, sister and I burped the stuff for at least a week post-eating it. My little sister gets a pained expression whenever someone mentions durians. Rick- you wanna supplant your hatred of onions? Try a durian. Beccy |
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25 Apr 03 - 05:11 PM (#940218) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Matt_R I can't believe after all these years you guys are still making clam jokes. I'm just waiting for the dragonfly shoe to drop... |
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25 Apr 03 - 05:25 PM (#940231) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos YEah, you're right, Matt. I vow, I am NOT gonna talk clams anymore. I musta missed the dragonfly connection -- you want to serve??? A |
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25 Apr 03 - 05:35 PM (#940236) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Rick Fielding Hi Matt, welcome back. Not EVERYONE is making clam jokes! Beccy. A friend from New York came to visit about five years ago. He loves our Oriental Markets here (cuz they remind him of home) He brought a durian over and literally insisted we "open 'er up". "Don't worry about the smell" he said, "it's just like scooping out WARM VANILLA PUDDING"!! Jeezus!! Both Heather and I almost threw up on the spot....and we hadn't come close to opening the sad thing. I put my foot down. After he left, we went out the back yard to see just how awful the thing really was.....I hacked it open with a hatchet, and thirty seconds later it was in a TIGHTLY closed gatbage bag! Rick |
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25 Apr 03 - 05:42 PM (#940243) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Little Hawk I've heard of durians, but never encountered one. Maybe I'm lucky. Hey, Matt, nice to hear from you! - LH |
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25 Apr 03 - 07:20 PM (#940331) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Amos They native to the Malay peninsula, LH -- try the open markets outside Kuala Lumpur, they're all over there. I never got the nerve up to try one, though -- their reputation alone made me queasy!! Rick, Ebby and I have decided to include you as a contributing researcher on our break through discovery concerning the roots of human violence -- enforced eating!! You've really done a major service to mankind here, buddy!! (See the Roots of Human Violence Thread). Congratulations! A |
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26 Apr 03 - 07:47 AM (#940581) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Steve Latimer I had some friends who would boil onion like you do potatoes, just peel them and boil them in a pot. I enjoyed them, but they are the only thing that I have ever tried that upset my stomach. Liver, I gag thinking about it. |
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26 Apr 03 - 10:04 AM (#940621) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: MMario I love a good boiled onion - I've been told that Durian's need to be dead ripe before they are edible - and if you have to "hack" into them they are far too green - as a ripe Durian will split if you look at it. But the smell doesn't change. I suspect that if they are not local you're not going to get a ripe one. |
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26 Apr 03 - 10:16 AM (#940631) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: DebC Saw this thread...I thought Rick was talking about The Onion Deb Cowan |
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26 Apr 03 - 11:13 AM (#940671) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: Rick Fielding Nah, Deb....I LOVE THAT Onion! Hope all is well. Rick |
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26 Apr 03 - 11:28 AM (#940677) Subject: RE: BS: The Onion...My Life Long Enemy. From: DebC Me too, Rick. We have had a subscription now for the last four years. All is well. Still jonesing to get up to Toropnto to see you and Miss Heather. Oh yes, I am taking your place in the house concert today in CT. All the best, Deb |