As a kid, I sometimes had cereal for breakfast–I went through phases with cereal, actually–but mostly I ate toast with butter and jam. And sometimes we’d get lucky and mom would buy a jar of nutella, the chocolate hazelnut spread. It’s just terrible for you, chock full of partially hydrogenated oils, but it sure does taste good.
More simple eating pleasures for a snowy day.
Cup of tea–or coffee–a slice of good bread, and a schmeer of the good stuff. Maybe some sliced bananas. Who knows, go crazy.
I've never put nutella on bread.
But nutella on a well-made crepe is to die for.
Nice. I like Nutella every once in a while, particularly after a long bike ride, but schmearing it on 2 slices of bread is too much. One Nutella and one butter/jam will do me.
We are beyond snowed in down in DC. Place is SHUT DOWN. Got a pot of homemade chicken soup going at the moment. Boiled down the carcass for stock last night and we are good to go.
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You speak the truth. Butter and lemon is also a nice topping.
Oh, and 8 days to pitchers and catchers. I've basically run out of space to put snow.
I like Nutella on one piece of bread, butter and jam--maybe Red Current jelly--on another. Surf and Turf, baby!
Yeah, on a crepe, that'd be nice too. I love a crepe with lemon and butter and make a sprinkle of sugar on it, too.
The snow is dumping down here in the Bronx.
Funny, I love chocolate, but I'm not fond of Nutella. It has an artificial quality, to me -- might be the mouthfeel more than the taste, I dunno.
Coffee and cinnamon toast was my snowday snack. It's been snowing very consistently here all day, and it looks like it's serious, but the accumulation is still under two inches. Very pretty, though.
[6] I agree. I'd rather spread some chocolate cake frosting on a slice of bread than that stuff. Mind you, I'm not saying that I actually would, but if I had a cherce...
Funny, at the crafty table people will devour hummus faster than anything, but the Nutella goes quickly too.
We're going simple today. Auntie Sam trekked over to see the snowed in kids and brought along a log of cookie dough. Cut it up and bake. Now if we only still had her easy-baker oven
Delicious.
never heard of Nutella but it looks good, and I'm sure my triglycerides just went up typing that.
OY! I have never heard of nor seen this stuff before. Yikes.
Chyll Will, what is the "crafty table"? I always feel like I'm one or two steps behind you.
[10] [11] It's très très European. AB's Belgian side showing through.
[12] Though, to add a bit of Americana to it, I recall buying a container of Nutella a few years ago with Kobe Bryant's smiling face on it.
[12] "crafty table", is my favorite food. figures you wouldn't know what it is. you're so...yesterday. HA!
i'm down w/ the hummus, but not the nutella. it was big in England when i spent a lot of time there.
today is cereal and pizza for me. but drum lessons don't teach themselves, so i'm outta here. safe in the snow, y'all! : )
[13] Indeed, but you forget: Kobe himself is très très European.
[14] Yeah, if it's your favorite food, I guess I'll pass. And by the way, I'm proud of being yesterday! You kids today, grumble grumble, nostalgia, everything going to hell.
yeah i think nutella was about the only thing kobe was still sponsoring for a minute.
giada on the food channel is constantly making things with nutella. i love chocolate and hazelnut but have never tried nutella. maybe one of these days.
[12] Haha, that's a common complaint with me. It usually takes a while to catch up with what I said. Ironically, I speak kinda slow and softly in person.
"Crafty Table" is the craft service table on film (and other) sets; usually a spread of different snacks and goodies that a crew person or talent can grab and munch on while they work. Big budget films have a crafty tent with a big spread of hors d'oeuvres and stuff to make sandwiches with. A typical indie film crafty table will have bagels, doughnuts, bread, cookies, fruit/veggies with dip (almost always hummus now), spreads for the sandwiches like peanut butter and jelly, granola bars and nuts/trail mix. Oh, and beef jerky for the grips (they lovebeef jerky...) As Thelarmis implies, it's easy to live off the stuff when you're working hard all day. And that's how we end up being so weird. >;)
Sometimes the person in charge of the crafty table will also have hummus and/or Nutella. In fact, I have never NOT seen Nutella in a big budget crafty tent. I've tried it before; not my favorite stuff, but I'm fussy. I don't touch hummus; I know I'd probably like it as everyone I know craves the stuff, but there's something about its consistency that's off-putting for me... have you ever seen real old, dried-up dog poo? Whip that up with some corn meal, sprinkle it with cayenne pepper and you have hummus.
[16] Nutella is très chic; you'll find it at Whole Foods and maybe Trader Joe's (if you want to stand on line for two hours); and if you're in the city at Gristedes; yunnow, the tonier parts of town where they don't have a six-year old tub of chitlins frozen to a bottom corner of the freezer...
Nutella is definitely the Belgian influence in my childhood.
My old man was a decent cook, actually, but he had a very small repotoire--roast chicken, london broil, pot roast, chicken salad. He enjoyed eating, though I didn't know him to be necessarily adventurous.
My mom, on the other hand, has been ambitious at times, and is very adventurous. She's blessed with a wonderful ability to like just about any food. She's made cheese and yogurt, and when we were kids, and money was tight, she got into making bread--we used to punch the dough with our fists, when it was rising. She can cook fancy and cook simple. She can bake.
My mom can be a controlling personality but in the kitchen she always exuded enthusiasm and a casual attitude against perfection. She has patience there so it was always a comfortable place for us. Unless it was baking where something needed to be precise, she was able to just go with it--if she didn't have an ingrediant, she subsituted with another. And she always had her eye on presentation--you add red pepper or red cabbage to a salad not only for texture but because the color was right.
Once the folks split and we were latch-key kids, we each had a job every night--someone made the salad, someone cleaned up and washed the dishes. Some of my friends were shocked that we ate together every night. I always prefered to do a salad than the dishes and mom would let me experiment. Funny, because I was a picky eater as a kid.
My major blind spot in food is that I'm not a big fan of fish or seafood which cuts me off from a whole world of stuff. But I like almost all vegetables now whereas I disliked most of them growing up.
What were we talking about? Nutella?
[17] Okay, crafty table, got it! What an educational spot this is.
[19] Interesting. And yeah, baking is so precise and fussy compared to other cooking, isn't it? I can see the attraction -- a good baker loves the challenge of something that will quite litterally fall flat if not perfect -- but it's definitely not my style. (Though I did get hooked on making souffles over the holidays.)
I'm trying to think of what's the best seafood for someone who thinks of himself as someone who doesn't like seafood. I'd say lobster, except it's just so obviously a sea creature when its on your plate. I would say maybe Sole Meuniere, which is haute cuisine and also very, very unfishy when cooked right (also not particularly hard to make). Get Emily to order it in a restaurant and snitch some...
Sole Manure... put a little hummus on it and you'll have a Dog Doo Afternoon! >;)
Ahem, I consider myself someone who doesn't like seafood; I gag at the smell of cooking fish and the sight of cooked crustaceans. The only exception is tuna (tunafish in my household); I love tunafish sandwiches, but I only trusted my parents to make it. Now I only make it myself.
A co-worker of mine when I worked at a factory in Ossining brought in a sample of something and passed it around to all the guys on the floor; I'm not the adventurous type either, but I took a nibble. It was very salty like smoked pork, with a slightly pungent aftertaste. I asked him what it was. "Shark!" I didn't hate it.