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When I am stressed, unhappy or even bored I turn to food. Perhaps that is why I am overweight
Homemade bread, stew made from scratch and spiced apple cider is what comforts me when I am sad and wish I had Mom's lap to sit it.
When I am bored I eat popcorn and wash it down with Kool Ade! Add an apple or an orange to that, and I am happy.
When I am stressed I want CHOCOLATE, and lots of it.
What foods comfort you?
Things from my childhood that would gross out my sisters because we had to eat them so much... tomato soup and crackers, and other nights we had creamed tuna on toast ... those two things, like nothing else, remind me of "home" and "family,' before everyone got married and moved away and had kids. Back when we were happy
Roz
I am the opposite, when stressed I do not eat much if at all. I posted this in another thread: Eat to live, not live to eat and I try to live by that. My typical day involves one meal and maybe some crackers. I do not eat breakfast.
QUOTE (FarSeer @ 7-Feb 04, 10:19 PM) |
tomato soup and crackers, |
Lima Beans and Ham Hocks -- sounds gross, but oh boy, if you use baby lima beans and really "hover" over the stirring, simmering, seasoning... it's awesome.
And Popovers!! Yum!! I think I posted that recipe somewhere on here, those go great with lots of things.
Roz
QUOTE (FarSeer @ 8-Feb 04, 4:45 PM) |
Lima Beans and Ham Hocks -- sounds gross |
Tomato soup is great. I like to add the little pieces and crumbs from our corn chip bags to mine, plus some garlic when I'm sick (it's a natural antibiotic).
When I'm really bummed I fix mounds of grits with plenty of butter, cheese and onions (and ham, sausage or bacon if I have some). One food I miss from childhood is scrapple. It's hard to find down here in Florida.
PMS and major stress times call for chocolate- and lots of it!
QUOTE (fugitive247 @ 14-Jun 04, 8:29 AM) |
One food I miss from childhood is scrapple. It's hard to find down here in Florida. |
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Unless you live in the Middle Atlantic states, you may have never had the dubious pleasure of breakfasting on scrapple - a fried slice of pork-mush. Often erroneously called Philadelphia Scrapple, it's really a dish that originated in the Eastern Pennsylvania farmlands of German born settlers - far from the city of Brotherly Love. It's dictionary defined as "cornmeal mush made with the meat and broth of pork, seasoned with onions, spices and herbs and shaped into loaves for slicing and frying." The word, scrapple originates from "scrap" or "scrappy" meaning made up of odds and ends for that's exactly what it is - boiled, ground leftover pig scraps with cornmeal and spices thrown in. Scrapple lovers think of it as food for the gods. Anti-scrapplers consider it a culinary abomination. Scrapple is the unique creation of the Pennsylvania Dutch. Although edible raw, Scrapple is usually sliced and fried in butter or lard. Served in a deep, placid pool of egg yolk and ketchup, it is a veritable cholesterol meltdown. It is arguably and unfathomably vile. |