Archive for December, 2011

December 21, 2011

Day 40

Corned Beef Hash

I slopped some of this on my plate at an all-you-can-eat breakfast buffet. (I normally go straight for a plateful of bacon.) I had to put aside the mildly disturbing question of what, exactly, a corned beef is. And I had to ignore the aroma. (Smelling it first was a huge mistake. Total turnoff.) But the quick bite I had was harmless. Adequate for sustenance, I suppose. My husband — a fan of all processed meats — claims it was a terrible example of corned beef hash, though. Said it was greasy and tasteless. Maybe that’s why I didn’t mind it.

December 20, 2011

Day 39


While walking the streets of Morocco — or at least the Disneyfied Epcot version — I had this falafel “slider,” essentially a mini-pita stuffed with veggie meatballs. (Please ignore the oxymoron.) It’s really not surprising that I enjoyed it, since I’ve never met a meatball I didn’t like. Apparently that includes the ones without any meat.



December 19, 2011

Day 38

Cheese Ravioli

I’ve eaten (and enjoyed) plenty of meat-filled pasta, but always avoided cheese ravioli. (There’s nothing appetizing about ricotta — a creamy, curdy mess.) And I’ve never had ravioli shaped like Mickey Mouse, either, so this was a double new food. It was in the kids’ section of a buffet at Walt Disney World (family vacation, you know), but I’m not above elbowing my way into a crowd of preschoolers for a cartoon-character-themed meal. And because it was meant for fussy youngsters, Mickey went easy on the cheese. Turns out I can handle a dab of ricotta, as long as it’s pillowed in giant pasta ears.

December 18, 2011

Day 37

Black Olive

Took another swing at olives. This time a marinated black one at a fancy-pants Italian joint. (It was presented in a dish with marinated mushrooms … one of the foods that I’m not sure I’ll ever be brave enough to try, along with tofu and head cheese.) After a reminder from my tablemates to watch out for the pit, I dug in. But I didn’t dig it. It was certainly better than the supermarket offering, though. This time the texture didn’t bother me at all; I got hung up on that indescribable olive-y flavor. Guess I just don’t like olives.

December 17, 2011

Day 36


This breaks two rules: cooked fruit and mushy texture. But, really, it’s not so bad. I even put two spoonfuls in my mouth. I’m going to go ahead and give it a pass.

December 16, 2011

Day 35


Okay, so this came from a box — I don’t have the time or energy for a high-maintenance rice dish after work. Anyhow, it was a Parmesan variety. Promising. And it was good, in a boxed food sort of way. I was a little disappointed, though, that it was nearly indistinguishable from Rice-a-Roni. Will give it a try at a restaurant.

December 15, 2011

Day 34

Cucumber Dip

So, dip is a hard sell for me anyway. Texture problem. But everyone raves about garlicky cucumber dip. Thing is, I messed up and used a recipe that included a good deal of dill. The result was very distressing. Even if I could have gotten past the texture and the yogurt, the dillapoluza did me in.

December 14, 2011

Day 33

Raspberry Strudel

This food was double threat: it was smeared with both cooked fruit (a major no-no) and cream cheese. (I’ve always avoided cream cheese for the name alone. Creamy cheese? Sounds like a nightmare.) But this passed muster. The raspberry was thinly applied and the cream cheese piping was — gasp — yummy. So, I like cream cheese? On to cheese cake!

December 13, 2011

Day 32

Kale Chips

I baked some scraps of this curly veggie with olive oil, soy sauce, sesame seeds and garlic. My husband said it made the kitchen smell like farts. Not an auspicious beginning. But I wanted to like these super healthy chips. Honest. And right out of the oven, they weren’t bad. Nothing I would go out of my way for, but not bad. The next day, though, was a different story. I sealed them in a baggy and brought them into work for a meeting. Everybody else liked them (or they were just being polite). But the thrill was gone for me. And one coworker confirmed that they did, indeed, smell like farts.

December 12, 2011

Day 31


A vegetarian coworker gave me some of these to try. It’s a good little snack. Not as good as fresh beans or peas, which I love to munch right from the garden, but good. I think it’s my coworker’s sneaky way to get me interested in soy, though. From there it’s just a short hop to tofu, a food I’ve sworn never to touch.