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Most people who appreciate haute cuisine recognize milk as a classic (some may even say unequaled) condiment for any cut of steak. However, a deeper dive into food history will show that originally it was a high fat cream sauce, not milk, that topped the steaks on bourgeois plates. As steak became more available to the lower classes as a regular part of their daily diet, however, milk soon became more popular due to to it's affordability, accessibility, and convenience. Postjack's inclusion of cream here is evidence of his familiar with its rich history accompanying prime cuts of aged beef.
and y'all definitely have me feeling like a weirdo for putting worcestershire directly on my steak. it's the only sauce i put on steak other than straight uncut horseradish.
Kinda feel like maple syrup is getting a pass. You can definitely enjoy pancakes/french toast/waffles without it, and I know most of you probably aren't putting it in your coffee or anything
Most people who appreciate haute cuisine recognize milk as a classic (some may even say unequaled) condiment for any cut of steak. However, a deeper dive into food history will show that originally it was a high fat cream sauce, not milk, that topped the steaks on bourgeois plates. As steak became more available to the lower classes as a regular part of their daily diet, however, milk soon became more popular due to to it's affordability, accessibility, and convenience. Postjack's inclusion of cream here is evidence of his familiar with its rich history accompanying prime cuts of aged beef.
and y'all definitely have me feeling like a weirdo for putting worcestershire directly on my steak. it's the only sauce i put on steak other than straight uncut horseradish.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
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and y'all definitely have me feeling like a weirdo for putting worcestershire directly on my steak. it's the only sauce i put on steak other than straight uncut horseradish.
Kinda feel like maple syrup is getting a pass. You can definitely enjoy pancakes/french toast/waffles without it, and I know most of you probably aren't putting it in your coffee or anything
It's just a lot better than some of the other things on the list. It'll go like 7th to last or something. No versatility
Kinda feel like maple syrup is getting a pass. You can definitely enjoy pancakes/french toast/waffles without it, and I know most of you probably aren't putting it in your coffee or anything
It's just a lot better than some of the other things on the list. It'll go like 7th to last or something. No versatility
No versatility??? You’ve clearly never slathered it on top of a cheese coney.
Speaking of Mexican food. Yesterday my wife ordered mexican food and I went to pick it up. I wasn’t really paying attention so I went to the one closest to us that we go to the most. Went in, said we ordered fajitas, got the food and went home. She’s looking in the bag, like this isn’t right and while trying to figure it out she said something that told me I had went to the wrong place.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Speaking of Mexican food. Yesterday my wife ordered mexican food and I went to pick it up. I wasn’t really paying attention so I went to the one closest to us that we go to the most. Went in, said we ordered fajitas, got the food and went home. She’s looking in the bag, like this isn’t right and while trying to figure it out she said something that told me I had went to the wrong place.
Wait. So you got someone else's fajitas? ahahahah.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
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Speaking of Mexican food. Yesterday my wife ordered mexican food and I went to pick it up. I wasn’t really paying attention so I went to the one closest to us that we go to the most. Went in, said we ordered fajitas, got the food and went home. She’s looking in the bag, like this isn’t right and while trying to figure it out she said something that told me I had went to the wrong place.
Wait. So you got someone else's fajitas? ahahahah.
No. We took it back and went and got the right fajitas.
Sometimes I eat fish just because I am craving tartar sauce. Sooooooo.
Sometimes I eat tartar sauce just because I am craving tartar sauce.
I eat little teaspoons of butter just because I am craving it. But I don't think I've ever just pulled out the tartar sauce and grabbed a spoon. But I will sometimes finish all of my left over condiments after a meal with my finger. I am a troubled little girl.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
Post by LoveLuckLaughter on Sept 23, 2022 13:00:02 GMT -5
Sometimes when we get this silly, I envision us all just living in like a Big Brother type house, smoking doobies and having these fucking insane conversations about eating tartar sauce with spoons, and fighting over breakfast burritos and shit.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
I don't think I have eaten any of these things plain before, but I have definitely grabbed any ol' thing and put an absurd amount of a condiment in order to get it into my system (hot sauce, sour cream, mustard mostly)
Welcome back Bonz, but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal.
Sometimes I eat tartar sauce just because I am craving tartar sauce.
I eat little teaspoons of butter just because I am craving it. But I don't think I've ever just pulled out the tartar sauce and grabbed a spoon. But I will sometimes finish all of my left over condiments after a meal with my finger. I am a troubled little girl.
when I worked at a nursing home there was a lady who would eat butter and mayo packets. Moved them to the kitchen and she would try to sneak in and take multiple handfuls.
Post by 3post1jack1 on Sept 23, 2022 14:04:17 GMT -5
when i was in high school my friend's little brother LOVED mayonnaise. he was the baby boy with three older sisters so everyone in the family adored him. anyway when he wanted mayonnaise he would just say it in a monotone voice over and over "maynaze maynaze maynaze maynaze maynaze maynaze" and wouldn't stop until somebody gave him the mayonnaise jar and a spoon and he'd just go to town. so unhealthy and annoying but also super cute. decades later i'll still be going to the fridge when making a sandwich and start saying "maynaze maynaze maynaze" over and over to myself.
I eat little teaspoons of butter just because I am craving it. But I don't think I've ever just pulled out the tartar sauce and grabbed a spoon. But I will sometimes finish all of my left over condiments after a meal with my finger. I am a troubled little girl.
when I worked at a nursing home there was a lady who would eat butter and mayo packets. Moved them to the kitchen and she would try to sneak in and take multiple handfuls.
This gonna be me for sure. ahahah. I sometimes crave mayo too. I have been known to make sandwiches with a slice of white bread, cheetos and just a shit ton of mayo.
We're all a mess of paradoxes. Believing in things we know can't be true. We walk around carrying feelings too complicated and contradictory to express. But when it all becomes too big, and words aren't enough to help get it all out, there's always music.
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but I do not find it strange that your presence being requested in the Orgy thread and then you showing up, like it was the quacking Bonzai Bat Signal. 
