So this is where I gush about how much I love foreign grocery stores. On my latest trip to Europe, the type of shop I spent the most time in by far was grocery stores. In Norway it was out of necessity; $8 for some flatbrød was the best deal we found, and when we got to the camping village where the only restaurant’s cheapest item was $20 soup, it was the flatbrød and cream cheese that we feasted on.
In Britain it was a slightly different story. I love their shops because there are a few areas in which they are light years ahead of North Americans: chocolate bars, chips (crisps), and above all else, dairy. They have the best cream there. The really heavy “pouring” cream that just makes everything spectacular. And better yoghurt too. Ah, how I miss it.
A box of teeny-tiny French macarons, expertly prepared by the Duchess Bake Shop. A perfect quick outing to break up the workday.
Along with my husband and another couple, we performed a highly scientific taste-test of 3 varieties of Kraft Dinner a couple of weeks ago. This sprang up from said husband and I coming upon the new cauliflower KD in the grocery store and wanting to find out if there was any difference between that and the regular stuff. Like most things, we just had to take it that little bit further and involve other fun people who lack sanity in equal amounts.
The method: We cooked all of the macaroni at the same time so that everything would be at a similar temperature when served. We used butter in all three batches (this was no time for calorie-counting). We did not salt the water, nor add any external foodstuffs to the cooked pasta. This was KD in its purest form. Varieties used were Original, Spirals and KD Smart (with cauliflower: “A ½ serving of vegetables!”)
The madness: The three kinds we tried all tasted surprisingly different! I’ll admit that going into this, I was convinced that they would all taste extremely similar, if not identical.
I like to eat. I think this much is obvious. I suppose I would label myself as a foodie, but not necessarily as a food snob. Is McDonald’s awful in mind, body and soul? Yes. Is it sometimes pleasant to eat a burger that is completely homogenous in texture, from bun to burger and then back to bun? Also yes…once a year or so. This lends credence to my overall life philosophy of “If you admit that it’s crap, then it’s ok to consume.” It works particularly well with music that I am too ashamed to admit that I listen to, even under the cover of anonymous internet darkness. Continue reading