I’m a Closet Eater of Processed Meats.
Sometimes, you know, when I’m not buying my shrimp from a van or ordering hot dogs at upscale (at least for these parts) restaurants, I like to eat strange food.
And not strange in a “cool” way, but strange in a “but… why?” way.
I try to eat breakfast every day. But, since I’m not usually inclined to go all out cooking a big meal for myself, I tend to stick to a bowl of Frosted Mini Wheats or a piece of toast with peanut butter and honey or peanut butter and jelly.
Basically, as long as we have the peanut butter, we’re good.
But every now and then I get the hankering for something a little… different. Something from my childhood. And I have to buy it. This is much to Justin’s chagrin, because that means he has to stare at it in the fridge for the next month.
Friends, meet Braunschweiger.
Braunschweiger. Or basically, liverwurst.
Don’t ask me to explain it, but I love it.
I mean… it’s spreadable meat that comes in a tube.
There’s just something about it… when it’s spread over a thin layer of butter on toasted wheat bread, and the butter oozes out from under the pasty meat… mmm.
Now, I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, Katie, how can something that looks so bad, taste oh, so good?
What? You weren’t thinking that? It’s just me?
Oh well, your loss…
How about you? Are you a closeted eater of some food most other people would find disgusting?
Who knows? I might just give it a whirl.