Friday, February 22, 2008
Dear friends, the post I had planned to post yesterday is on its way, but in the meantime, I cannot help but share. Welcome, dear friends, to Bakerina’s Cavalcade of Food Horrors: A Neverending Series.
Tomorrow night I will be attending Julie’s birthday party, bringing two Trianons and a pistachio nougat-flavored torte requested by the birthday girl. These lovelies all require eggs, so like a good girl I bundled up and walked out in the first proper snow of the year (happy dance, happy dance) to get some eggs at the health food store. While the nice fellow at the shop filled up my egg crate, I decided to pick up a yogurt for breakfast and headed over to the cooler, where, I am sorry to report, I found this:
I will not comment further. I really can’t.
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Bakerina at 08:22 AM in
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What is knish? (I’m an Anglo-Texan.) Is it the tofu you protest; the chocolate; both; or the combination of the two?
Bloody hell!
I’m sure this is why vegetarians get so much stick sometimes. Weirdos do disgusting things with tofu and then it’s food guilt by association.
Hand me a bucket.
Beth, You can find out more about a knish here (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Knish). It is an Eastern European snack food particularly popular amongst my tribe, the Jews. As such, it is also popular here in NY where you can even buy crappy ones from hot dog stands. While it is covered, sometimes with dough, essentially the fillings are savory:mashed potato, ground meat, sauerkraut, onions, kasha and cheese are all fairly standard fillings. I’ve never, EVER heard of a chocolate knish never mind one with tofu. It’s a freakin’ anathema.
I hate it when “ethnic foods” become mainstream and therefore lose all the qualities that make them absolutely wonderful.
Incidentally, when I saw this picture, I threw up a little.
pistachio nougat torte? RECIPE!!!! Oh gosh!
Thanks for the explanations, Bakerina and Bunni.
So you’re really, really sure that you don’t want to take just a tiny bite in the name of food research?
(Bunni, stop gagging!)
I can’t tell you how sorry I am that the incredible, wonderful baking you did for my birthday party caused you to have to encounter the horror above. Even worse, when you think about it—not only did somebody invent and make this thing, but they’re mass producing it and marketing it...sigh…
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...No! No! No!