Brain Splatter

I am addicted to caffeine, as I have said before. If I could love inanimate objects, I would love Diet Soda. A naughty, sticky, hot, yet ice cold kind of love. The kind of love that breaks your heart because you know it can't last. From the first hiss of the seal breaking to the last delicious drop. Jesus. If I keep going like this I might pop a chubby. I will save that for later.

I think I will write about other good things. It is that time of year for good thoughts so I might as well have a few, right? I can always focus on bad stuff later or things that piss me off. I do enjoy talking about stuff that pisses me off, but it right now--not the time. So here we go--

Pie. Pie has much goodness. Be it apple, pumpkin, pecan or even delicious sweet potato. Pie made bad is just god awful. But pie done right, with great crust, maybe with some Cool Whip, or ice cream. It is totally drool worthy.

Stuffing. Some people say judge a holiday meal by the turkey. Some people say it is the potatoes. Some say gravy is the way to go. I think stuffing is the true milestone. The reason why is because a cook can really mess stuffing up bad. They try to be creative. They try to add weird meats and seasonings and even worse fruit and it just goes horribly, horribly wrong. If you put fruit into stuffing I don't know if I can relate to you as a human. Seriously. It just doesn't work. Give up. Oh, and if you disagree, you are wrong. Totally and completely.

Snack foods at the holidays are great. Pepperoni, cheese, crackers. Dips of all colors and flavors. Chips. Corn and Potato. Pickles and olives laid out on platters and I suppose we can put some mixed veggies up in there. You know, for the variety and to cleanse the pallet.

That brings us to baked good other than pies. Holiday cakes, brownies, fudge and best and brightest of all the Christmas cookies. One of my sister's friend's mom would bake every year. She would send some home with my sister and those were some good cookies. They seemed to just taste better than normal cookies not just because of the taste but because of the Christmasy goodness. Like the secret ingredient was Christmas spirit or something. Even those powdery puffy things were good. The only Christmas cookies I can't get with are those damn ones with the fruit jelly in them. Why people why?

Oh yeah. People give and get presents too. But that really isn't as important as good food. Now is it? Laterzzz...

Labels: cookies, holiday, soda

// posted by Biff Manly @ 2:42 AM