Zesty Egg Spread

This post was originally published on Valentine's Day in Persephone Magazine. Reprinted with permission.

This image is presented in Soap Opera Vision for the romance impaired.

Ah, Valentine's Day... a day when winged babies armed with bows and arrows are flying around in the sky, maiming people at will. Romance is in the air! But what to eat? There are many foods traditionally associated with pitching woo, but sometimes you want to try something new. Something zesty...

Tuna Treat

"Treat"

Hello again, my internets! It has been about a month since the last post and I missed you beyond measure. Let's never be apart again! In all seriousness, I had a bunch of other (boring) stuff going on this month, but I should be back to my semi-regular weekly posting schedule now.

Now, I'm sure you're wondering about the delightful creation in the picture above, aren't you? The cookbook calls this recipe Tuna Treat, but I keep feeling like I should put the word treat in quotation marks... like this: Tuna "Treat". That's better.

Savory Meat Loaf

Care for a slice of heart attack?

Uhgggh... there is just soooo much wrong with this dish, I hardly know where to start...  It is a solid brick of greasy meat with a surprising (and not in a good way) core of hard boiled eggs. I have so many questions... Why??? Why does this exist?  For the love of god, why are there hard-boiled eggs in the middle of this culinary monstrosity? What sort of sick joke was the Homemakers Research Institute pulling on humanity?  Were heart attacks not a cause for concern in the the 1960's?  When a person dropped dead with blocked arteries at 41, was that considered a full lifespan instead of a cautionary tale? 

Peachy Frosteds

I've got a summertime treat straight out of the 70's for you this week!   Check out the attention to detail in this photo of Peachy Frosteds from "Ceil Dyer's Coffee Cookery", published in 1978.  The themed napkins!  The wicker cup holders!  The rough volcanic rocks in the background, like this is the frickin' Playboy Grotto!  I love it!

♫If you like drinking Peachy Frosteds, 
And being surprised by precipitation♫...

Ok, this didn't taste very refreshing, but it wasn't as bad as I originally thought it would be.  I had predicted after my first reading of this recipe that this would taste like a Cough-syrup Colada.  Well, I am woman enough to admit that it doesn't... but I still wouldn't make it a second time.  The peaches are the primary flavour here, and since the recipe calls for canned peaches in syrup, there is a cloying aspect to them that I don't care for.  The recipe could be improved by substituting fresh peaches.  The instant coffee gives the drink a slightly bitter aftertaste, but I don't find that this flavour compliments or balances the peaches... they just compete.  Using a coffee liqueur instead of instant coffee would have added to the overall sweetness of the beverage, but the tastes would blend together a bit better.  I thought this would turn out thicker, with the blended peaches and the ice cream adding texture, but it is actually quite thin and frothy.  I would have enjoyed it more if it was a little thicker ("That's what she said!").  Crushed ice blended in would have done the trick. 

Now, that's just my humble opinion of the Peachy Frosteds.  To see its true potential for disaster, you need to combine questionable food choices with questionable personal choices.  And for that, we must turn to MWSBET Fan Fiction Theatre! (Warning: Probably not appropriate for children!)

Pickle-Peanut Butter-Egg Spread

Um... in what world do hard-boiled eggs and peanut butter work together?

I've been pretty drained by the heat this week, so this is a short post and a short recipe...

Ham Banana Rolls with Cheese Sauce

I don't want to know what Freud would say about this dish...

When I started looking through my recipe books, I knew I'd have to try this one.  Surely, no one would dare to combine ham, mustard, bananas, and cheese into one oddly phallic appetizer unless it was secretly delicious, right?  Surely the Homemakers Research Institute would not be so cruel!