While trying to catch up on some blog reading the other day, I came across a fun meme on David Lebovitz’s great blog. He has basically compiled a list of his various culinary confessions and thrown it open to the rest of us to confess ours. So… here go mine:
I do not own a rolling pin – if something needs rolling, there’s always an empty wine bottle around.
I have never made a soufflé.
Back home, I once inadvertently served a vegetarian friend soup made with chicken stock.
I can easily leave a bar of chocolate on the shelf until it goes stale.
I have lost many perfectly good bars of chocolate by “saving them” too long! (see above)
I will not eat bananas but I love banana bread.
I used to think oysters were overrated. I don’t any more!
I don’t think I could stomach eating a durian, even for scientific purposes.
I do not make my own mayonnaise, nor do I think I will start doing so any time soon.
I love cheese above all other foods.
I have been known to eat spoonfuls of Hellmann’s mayo straight out of the jar.
I have never baked bread in my own house (only on a baking course).
I have been on a baking course!!
My mother’s chicken curry was the best thing in the world ever, even though it was sweet and very mild and pretty un-curry-like.
I’ve always hated mixed tinned fruit.
I’ve eaten sweetbreads but I doubt if I’d do so again.
I have eaten horse meat (in a salami-style sausage) and I’d do it again.
I own a springform pan but have never used it.
2 years ago I didn’t know what fleur de sel or dulce de leche were.
I have never made a béarnaise sauce, a hollandaise sauce or, in fact, any sauce that can separate.
I will happily eat salted butter on its own, in slices.
I think leaving crumbs in the margarine/jam/Bovril should be an offence punishable by death.
I have been known to dice garlic by hand to avoid washing the garlic crusher.
I use gravy granules.
If there is no apple sauce available, I have been known to eat roast pork with apricot jam.
I would not eat reduced-fat croissants, even if my survival depended on it.
I always eat the fat on my meat – in fact, it’s the best part.
Whenever I go home, I bring back a supply of Aromat. It is basically salt and MSG and I grew up eating it on everything. MSG rocks.
I have a set system for washing up. It drives me insane when somebody washes the pots before the glasses.
For me, the best part of a high-end meal is the amuse bouche.
I would choose a starter over dessert.
I would choose a cheese trolley over almost anything.
I love to eat with my hands.
It’s not Christmas unless I’ve had roast gammon with aspic, warm potato salad, melon and grape salad, and seven layer salad. This was what my mom made for as long as I can remember and I plan to do the same.
I own Nigella’s Feasts but have never made a single recipe from it.
Even if I am bursting at the seams, there is always space for ice cream.
The only two things I ever crave are Coca-Cola and cheese.
I drink cheap, sweet sparkling wine and I love it. What can I say – I grew up on Babycham…
I always save the best thing on my plate for last.
So… ‘fess up! What are yours??