shotzy wrote:Hostess Snowballs

Me too. It could go back to the time I was in the Peanut Gallery on Howdy Doody and they gave each of us a Hostess Snowball on the way out. (Hostess was a main sponsor of the show.)

Or it could be just that I really like them.

OK, I'll start off by saying I just looked in the pantry and the only purchased canned food in there was Manderin Oranges. My wife is an excellent cook and I like to think I'm no slouch myself. We raise and can/freeze pretty much everything we eat (we buy our beef, by the half, from a friend who raises steers, but they buy their pork from us). What we do buy is usually bought fresh, very rarely processed. We aren't like survivalists or dirty hippies or anything, we just don't mind taking the time to cook and we enjoy eating good food. We don't even have a box of Bisquick in the house.

My mom was a Home Ec Agent (Old time State Extension Sevice) before she was married and went back to teaching Home Ec when I was old enough to start school (I'm the youngest of eight). I grew up eating home grown food too.

Now that you know my eating history........

My wife works a part time job in town and is usually home for dinner. The last couple of weeks, she's been working more hours, since one of the other women is off on medical leave. Eating alone allows me one of my guilty pleasures;



I don't know what it is about SpaghettiO's, but I love them. We used to get them as kids, once in awhile, but I'm sure not more than once every 2 or 3 months. That's about how often I eat them now. I don't like any of the other canned spaghetti stuff, just the original meatless SpaghettiO's.

What the heck is wrong with me?? My wife just about gags at the smell of them, which is why I have to eat them alone. It's like my own little corner of heaven.

If I had to choose a last meal, it would be pan fried pork chops with mashed potatoes & gravy, and peas. My second choice would be SpaghettiO's.

Anybody else have a guilty pleasure they want to confess?? I hope I'm not alone......

Tim

I LOVE canned chilli. I know, it's sick.

Also Campbell's Chicken Corn Chowder and Grilled Chicken and Sausage Gumbo are what I eat when no one is looking.

Ha! Love this thread, though I'm guessing there's another out there like it. Mine is canned shrooms--rubbery, flavorless (other than the salt from the liquid)--I can eat them out of the can. Also grew up preferring canned green beans to fresh and while I eat mostly the fresh ones theses days, I still love happening upon a dish at someone's house that clearly originated from a can.

Freezer Pig wrote:If I had to choose a last meal, it would be pan fried pork chops with mashed potatoes & gravy, and peas. My second choice would be SpaghettiO's.

Anybody else have a guilty pleasure they want to confess?? I hope I'm not alone......

Tim

That reminds me of one of my appalling favorite meals that I haven't had in years: frozen breaded chicken patties, applesauce and peas. As for SpaghettiOs, I always preferred the ones with the sausage in them, followed by the meatballs. I can taste 'em now, and I wish I had some.

I'm going to jump on the Spaghettios bandwagon but I agree with Pie Lady -- meatballs or the hotdogs are my faves. Plus I always put TONS of parmesan cheese on them -- old school Kraft style (although now i use domestic grated from TJ's) and make it all cheesey.

Wow. I want a can right now.

Mine is hot buttered popcorn. NOT microwaved, but properly popped in a pan. I mix a little coconut oil with the melted butter, and when I'm feeling especially worthy, sprinkle on some truffle salt. Mmmmm...

I don't remember which book it was, but I remember being delighted when I read about MFK Fisher's weakness for potato chips!

In the SpaghettiOs family, I used to enjoy Chef Boy-Ar-Dee Ravioli straight from the can, and probably would today, if I allowed myself to.

Wikipedia tells me that Chef Boy-Ar-Dee is a phonetic spelling for us stupid Americans of the name of Chef Ettore Boiardi.

I still long for those bygone days when
There were cans of Franco American
Spaghetti which I grew up on and then later
always had on hand in my apartment.
And I don't know if anyone remembers
they also had a macaroni-long hollow
strands of heaven ( at least to me at the time)
Now it's Kraft Mac N C with Vienna
hot dogs cut up in it ( must be Kraft, must
be Vienna)

This looks to me like a Richard Brautigan poem--a good Richard Brautigan poem.

I'm flattered, I read lots of him years ago!

I do not like spaghettios but my canned pasta of choice would be beefaroni or chef boyardi ravioli. I also always keep a can of sirloin burger soup in the pantry. One of the few canned soups I like beside tomato.

The discussion of spaghettios and Chef Boy-ar-dee is so pleasant for me, personally.
My Dad worked for American Home foods, which sold Chef B, among other brands (Jiffy pop, guldens mustard, etc)
As a kid growing up in NYC, I think we ate every single dented can of Beefaroni and Mini Ravioli in the tri-state area,
(because it was free food of course for us, and we were a struggling young family)
but the silly thing is, I still love the stuff, and can still the Beefaroni theme song.

Now spaghettios was Franco-American, and they were the "enemy" not to be purchased or allowed into our home,
so getting some at a friends house was a rare treat indeed.
When I went out on my own to college, I had to try me some of that as well.
Silly- but I still like it too-

must be all the sugar in the sauces...

Suzy Creamcheese wrote:I have a similar problem with Jimmy John's. Turkey Tom, onions, extra iceberg, mayo. Now I hate iceberg lettuce and mayo under normal circumstances, so I can't figure out why it has a practically narcotic effect on me. And now look, here's someone else with basically the same problem! How odd.

I don't feel particularly guilty about it, but the turkey tom, hold the mayo, add hot peppers and mustard--that's my cheap quick on-the-go submarine sandwich. I will also admit that I like their bread. Can't stand Subway. I've given up on Mr. Sub (maybe I just have bad luck, but the last two times I've been there, two different locations, the bread has been so tough and chewy, my jaw literally hurt from trying to eat a sandwich. I am not exaggerating. That was, however, almost ten years ago now, but when you physically have difficulty finishing a sandwich, there's no compelling reason to come back.)

I agree that Spaghetti-Ohs are a great guilty pleasure. My husband and I disagree about what is the "right" kind of macaroni and cheese. I go for the blue box of Kraft, and he wants to melt Velveeta cheese on regular elbow macaroni. We both think the other is completely wrong

I probably mentioned this before, but I think a few boxes of Michelena's beats Velveeta and Kraft. Besides, they come in wheel form.