I am one hot, sweaty bitch today. No, I haven't just ended a passionate, day-long, love-making session (yeah right). No, no - my fucking work A/C was broken when I got here this morning. The guys didn't get out here to fix it until about 3:30 this afternoon. The temperature is slowly creeping its way back to an acceptable level.
And I realized that there is something worse than working a desk job for the state. Working a desk job for the state in the Florida summer with NO MOTHERFUCKING A/C.
I know, I know. I am a total wuss about these things. I wouldn't have survived 300 years ago. Of course, I am legally blind without my glasses, so that would have probably ruled out any successful hunting/gathering efforts I had in me.
Sigh, such is life.
Today I have pickles on the brain following the post of my dear Ms. Moon. I have always been a huge pickle fan for as long as I can remember. Just the dills! I can't get down on the sweet ones or even the 'bread and butter' variety. No, just the sour and salty. And really, in my book, the sourer (more sour?) and the saltier, the better.
I remember the first time I realized that I had an 'unnatural' love for dill pickles. I was about 5 or 6 and had just gotten over a bout of the dreaded stomach flu. I was still in that moderately pukey stage were not all foods were acceptable to me. The only thing I wanted to eat? You guessed it, pickles. They were the only thing that I could tolerate in that state.
I recall a couple of my mother's friends coming over and upon viewing me downing the delicious dills, expressed their shock at this. "You must be feeling a WHOLE lot better to be eating those already!", one said. I shrugged. It seemed perfectly understandable to me.
I still feel this way about pickles, to be honest. After a meal when I have just eaten to capacity and everything sounds yak-worthy, a pickle still sounds good. Almost stomach settling.
Maybe it's the vinegar? The salt? I just do not know.
Oh, and another oddity of mine is that I detest, and I mean DETEST that cousin of the pickle, the olive. Well, maybe they aren't cousins in the technical sense, but they are both pickled, right? Olives (yes, black and green) make me want to vomit and pickles apparently have the exact opposite reaction.
I think this is most odd. If anyone know what's up with this let me know. Also, do you have an unnatural love/hate for a certain food item? Let me know! I don't wanna be the lone freak on the bloggy-block!!
19 comments:
Thank goodness I do not hate olives. Martinis would be so sad without them.
MM - I do wish I liked them. They are in so many otherwise delicious things. AND, I'm an Italian? Wtf?
I agree with you COMPLETELY on the dill vs. sweet argument.
The other day, my sister-in-law asked her husband if he wanted sweet or dill relish and he said it didn't matter! I was flabbergasted! Didn't matter?!
Anyway, my fixation is bananas. I cannot, do not, run out of bananas. I need to go to the store today actually.
Steph- DIDN'T MATTER?!? What planet is this man from? Doesn't everyone have a preference on this?
Bananas are so good for you. I wish I could be obsessed with them.
Beer?
I kid, I kid...sorta ;) No, I go through phases where I get obsessive about certain foods and want them all the time and then I just get over it. Like right now, I want a dollar McChicken sandwich from McD's. And I want them all the time for lunch - but give me a month, and I'll never want them again :)
At least I hope so. I think McD's puts crack in their food ;)
I have a passionate detest of meatloaf. It goes beyond gag to kill me first. Doesn't matter who you are or how you make it, I can't eat it. Can't eat the food in a buffet line IF it is next to the meatloaf becuase it makes me want to barf. Which is actually too bad because what is always next to the meatloaf? Mashed potatoes and brown gravy. Fake brown gravy. Which I love.
I read somewhere that the whole pickle thing is because they stimulate the salivary glands which in turn dilutes the acid in your stomach which, of course, makes you feel better. Don't know if it is true or not, but there you go.
Thank you for making me feel so much less alone in the freakiness that is food. I have so many food issues that I could do a blog post a DAY about it and still not even reach the end.
and yet, my ass still gets bigger. Such a conundrum.
Do you like pickled okra, 'cause I LOVE pickled okra! I can eat a whole jar in one sitting, no problem.
I do NOT love eel, but I do love eel sauce. I don't know what is in eel sauce but it is not eels.
Brine, like the truth, shall set you free.
I love dills and olives but gag at the very mention of beets or raw celery.
And I'VE never eaten pickled okra. I should try some. I've certainly never had eels sauce. Florida thing?
o.O
What the frick are pickles? I've prolly seen them, but I don't remember. Maybe they tasted so bad, my mind just completely erased the horrific memory of it. Meh.
But I do know I hate olives. I'd rather eat my toe.
I have cereal 6 times a day. I don't know if that counts as an unnatural love for a certain type of food.
SJ - Beer is quite good. I like Heineken myself. Do you have a favorite kind or love them all?
Kori- Can't eat the other food near it? Is that for fear they've been contaminated, or just guilt by association? Good thoughts on the pickle/stomach issue.
May - I DO love pickled okra! I don't think that I have ever had eel sauce, but it certainly doesn't sound appetizing.
ATT - Beets are the devils food. Ugh. And the way they "bleed" all over the place. Yuck! If you like pickles, you really must try pickled okra. It's good shit.
Rage Box - I would say eating cereal 6 times a day might qualify as an unnatural love, but who am I to judge? Thanks for stopping by and come again!
Peas. Goddamn I hate peas. Just the smell of them on the stove makes me want to throw up.
I forgot to add to May that I LOVE pickled okra, especially in spicy Bloody Marys!
Love to all,
SB
SB - You hate peas?! Well then, what do you eat with carrots?
Pickled okra is mighty fine in a Bloody.
Lady Lemon,
I don't like carrots either (especially cooked). I just decided this very year (at 43) that I don't like carrots because they are too sweet. Of course, chocolate chip cookies don't bother me at all.
Mwa,
SB
Eel sauce is one of the drizzles that can come on sushi. It has nothing to do with pickles, but all this talk about likes and dislikes made me think about sushi (love) and eel rolls (blechargle) and how disappointing to me it is that eel sauce is not drizzled on anything but eel rolls unless you ask for it. It's brown and sweet and salty and delicious.
SB - Cooked carrots are rather sweet, in kind of a gross way. Mushy, too.
May - Ah! I am familiar with eel sauce then. I cannot stomach the eel, but my boy friend loves it. At least once I have mistaken his eel roll for one of mine, and just thinking about that makes me shudder. I haven't had the sauce on anything else before, but from what you said, it actually sounds pretty good.
Eel is way yummier than you think it's going to be. You just have to get past the fact that it's eel. Also, it really used to gross me out that the portions are always so large. In fact, I still don't really like that part. Maybe it was the sauce I liked all along. hmmmmm. I'm such a simpleton.
PF - You crack my shit up. And the mere fact that you have eaten eel means you are certainly NOT a simpleton.
Thank you.
It's nice when someone gets you!
Hope your weekend is heavenly.
pf
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