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Jul. 10th, 2009 07:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
darchildreOkay, guys, it's unpopular opinion time. Today unpopular opinion is this: tomato sauce is seriously disgusting. (Yes, this is going to be a food rant. Feel free to scroll on by.)
La familia had meatball sandwiches tonight. I did not, for obvious reasons, and let me say, that is a food item that I do not understand at all. Of course, I generally don't get how people can enjoy sandwiches that spurt liquid all over the place, so there's that already. Just...there is a reason that we invented forks, y'know? We invented forks so that food covered in drippy sauces would not get that sauce all over the place. Finger food should not drip. I mean, honestly, I shudder a little when I think about it. (Yes, I have occasionally problems with barbecued chicken and ribs. I know.)
Anyway. Then it is time for dish-doing and y'know, generally, I quite like doing the dishes. It's mindless but one feels accomplished at the end. But oh ye gods, giant crockpot covered in tomato sauce. How do people eat that? First of all, it smells awful. Just curl-your-lip-back-from-your-teeth terrible. There's the bright red color, which is pretty much viscerally disturbing. And the texture...eurgh. Wet and somehow grainy or mealy and with chunks of things in it and let me say right now that "chunk" is about my least favorite food descriptor ever. Any food that is described as being a "chunk" or "chunky" automatically gets demoted down the List of Foods that Sara Wants to Eat. (I also do not want to eat anything that can be described as "glop".)
Pretty much the whole time I was washing the damned crockpot I was thinking, "Oh god, oh god, if any of that gets on me, I am going to cry." I washed that frelling thing at least three times, just to make sure all of that was gone. And then I washed my hands.
Ick. Ick, ick, ick. Seriously, how is that even food, let alone a thing that people actually enjoy? I do not understand.
La familia had meatball sandwiches tonight. I did not, for obvious reasons, and let me say, that is a food item that I do not understand at all. Of course, I generally don't get how people can enjoy sandwiches that spurt liquid all over the place, so there's that already. Just...there is a reason that we invented forks, y'know? We invented forks so that food covered in drippy sauces would not get that sauce all over the place. Finger food should not drip. I mean, honestly, I shudder a little when I think about it. (Yes, I have occasionally problems with barbecued chicken and ribs. I know.)
Anyway. Then it is time for dish-doing and y'know, generally, I quite like doing the dishes. It's mindless but one feels accomplished at the end. But oh ye gods, giant crockpot covered in tomato sauce. How do people eat that? First of all, it smells awful. Just curl-your-lip-back-from-your-teeth terrible. There's the bright red color, which is pretty much viscerally disturbing. And the texture...eurgh. Wet and somehow grainy or mealy and with chunks of things in it and let me say right now that "chunk" is about my least favorite food descriptor ever. Any food that is described as being a "chunk" or "chunky" automatically gets demoted down the List of Foods that Sara Wants to Eat. (I also do not want to eat anything that can be described as "glop".)
Pretty much the whole time I was washing the damned crockpot I was thinking, "Oh god, oh god, if any of that gets on me, I am going to cry." I washed that frelling thing at least three times, just to make sure all of that was gone. And then I washed my hands.
Ick. Ick, ick, ick. Seriously, how is that even food, let alone a thing that people actually enjoy? I do not understand.
