If you’re reading this, then you’re almost certainly a more competent cook than I am and you don’t need to see what I’m eating for dinner. On the other hand, 25 year old Marian, who lived off of pastries and buttered bread and occasional take-out, could have honestly used a few basic, non-threatening ideas, so I’m going to go ahead and post this for her sake.
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This company, Hagensborg, has some kind of dark product marketing magic going on, because I would buy their chocolate just for the pig mascot. I didn’t draw the pig nearly well enough, here. It’s the most amazing creature, and I’m totally in its thrall, and I just want to watch it do stuff. Even though it can’t. It can’t do stuff, Marian, because it’s an inanimate illustration.
The chocolate is also excellent, just incidentally, and I recommend the single origin bars and the PB&J truffle.
When we were really young, my sister invented a snack which we called the “toaster sandwich”. It was pretty much what you’d expect a kid to come up with: toasted bread sandwiching a messy combination of peanut butter and jam and honey.
Now listen, I was total balls as older siblings go. I don’t expect to surprise a single human being when I tell you that I was a weird broody child, and I wanted everyone to leave me alone so I could draw animals and read about Narnia. Spending time with my bouncy, affectionate sister was not on the itinerary. This toaster sandwich thing, however, was an exception. It was our bonding ritual. I would play videogames – Secret of Mana or Zelda or whatever – and my sister would watch, and sometimes she’d make us a snack, and even in my infant broodiness, I had to admit, those toaster sandwiches were mighty fine indeed.
A few people have suggested that I do recipe posts, and I’m still not sure if that would be wise, but you can count this as a beginning if you like. It might not appeal to anybody over the age of eleven, but it’s tried and true.
I meant to write a longer post today, but the week has been busy, so have this Vancouver page update for now. I’m adding Sweet Obsession. It’s been around since I was in high school (near my parents’ neighbourhood), and the big packs of assorted biscotti have seen me through a lot of shit.
So this one is just ridiculous. Why do I want a tea tray? My apartment is small, and it takes me all of three seconds to carry any article of food from one side of it to the other. But look, as soon as you put something on a tray – especially any sort of tea or breakfast or, let’s say, biscuit snack – its appeal suddenly doubles. Am I wrong? I don’t think I’m wrong. I just want to take advantage of the math, you know; I can’t be blamed for that.
Today I’m adding Butter bakery, which is the first place I’ve found in Vancouver that really nails their pie. There’s a lot of so-so pie out there, you know? I wouldn’t kick it out of bed for eating crackers, but you seldom encounter the real thing outside of somebody’s kitchen, so any exception is a big deal.
For months I’ve been meaning to spruce up the Vancouver page, so here’s a start. Today I’ve added Bâtard Bakery. My god, it’s good. If you live nearby, then you should go there at once.
I’ve also decided that it’s time to give Hchom some proper attention, and update on a regular schedule for a while. So I’m going to do Monday/Wednesday/Friday – obviously not significant posts every time, but we’ll see how that goes for the next few weeks.
Looking at this list, I’m convinced that that my immediate response to any stressful situation should be to crash an upper crust wine and cheese dinner party. Well. Noted for future reference, I guess.
I know the candles don’t count as food, but on the other hand you probably could consume a high quality beeswax candle without necessarily dying?
I want to hear what other people’s stress foods are.
Since Dragon Age is half set in a Frenchish fictional country (called Orlais), I feel compelled to make French snacks and pastries my loose theme. There are worse compulsions to be faced with, I’m sure.
I updated the Vancouver section with a few more places. The ratio of bakeries to non-bakeries is getting a little absurd, but what can you do.
I put this up on Tumblr last week, but it really belongs on Hchom. What we have here, of course, is my own version of the government-approved food pyramid of the 80’s and 90’s. For anybody not familiar, the idea is that the bottom rung represents the food you’re supposed to eat in the largest quantities, ascending to the foods you’re supposed to eat in the smallest quantities. I’ll spare you guys my rant about how stupid I think the original was (and is), but individual and ever-changing food pyramids are a different thing entirely.
What does mine contain? WELL. The bottom level is obviously all breads and muffins and scones and stuff, followed one tier up by various desserts (the distinction between these two might be a little fuzzy, but nevermind). Then fine choccy, of course, then fruit, and by fruit I mean mostly apples. Then coffee and tea (which probably should have been lower down, if I’m being honest). Then last of all, the top tier changes month by month depending on what silly thing I’m fixating on. At the moment it’s those stupid, trendy (expensive, argh) green juices that I used to mock, but now crave constantly god damn it.
I’ve updated the Vancouver page with more places, and added categories to keep it from becoming too dense (of course “shinies and chocolate” makes perfect sense as a single category – don’t you dare question it). A few last additions are yet to come, but we’re getting there. I might need a “Bread” subsection before I’m through.