Guilty pleasures and peculiar dishes

Everybody has their own set of guilty pleasures and peculiar dishes that belong to them, even if we rarely admit our ownership.  Recently, I admitted that one of mine was grilled peanut butter and bacon sandwiches.  I don’t remember how that one started, but I do know how this one, the subject of today’s post…did get started.

It’s all the fault of school’s hot lunch programs.

Not only did it introduce me to high carb lunches, but it also introduced me to a dessert so peculiar that my cousins on my mom’s side still look askance at me when I eat it.

It starts with cornbread.  In my case, I love fresh hot cornbread with a pat of butter and a drizzle of maple flavored syrup.  My daughter wants stale, dried out cornbread nearly saturated with that maple flavored syrup.  Now with my extended family, a number of the elderly among them have a fondness for crumbling cornbread into a glass (one of the guys layers it with chopped raw onions) and then pouring buttermilk over it.  I remember my grandmother enjoying that too.  It’s then stirred up, making this thick, milkshake like sort of beverage that they ate with a spoon with great relish.  As for me, I hate buttermilk and refuse to drink it.  It’s great for baking but as a beverage? YUCK!

Grilled peanut butter and bacon sandwiches are going to always be a secret, guilty pleasure I indulge in once or twice a year.  I’ve made them a little less damaging by using commercially prepared real bacon bits rather than greasy, fatty fried bacon strips made at home, but it’s still not exactly a low-fat treat.  The bread, rather than buttered, is sprayed with butter-flavored non-stick spray after being layered inside the sandwich with peanut butter and the bacon bits, and toasted in a  skillet.  Even my other half has tried them, and likes them almost as much as I do.

Peanut butter reappears in another secret guilty treat.  Hot peanut butter & fudge sundaes!  Using a microwave makes heating the peanut butter easier, but still it is necessary to be careful to not scorch the high-fat stuff.  Vanilla ice cream is topped with the ample drizzles of peanut butter and the hot fudge, and it becomes an amazing version of a “tin roof sundae” and textures.  Peanut butter texture changes entirely after being heated and then rapidly cooled on the melting ice cream, and no one who has tasted one of these sundaes has said anything other than YUM!

These unusual combinations and the guilty pleasure that they bring are common to nearly everyone.  They are things that we don’t eat when we have guests, and sometimes not even when we have a witness that could tell the tale.  They often date from our younger years, but not always.  Sometimes, we’ll freely adopt a friend or significant other’s “peculiar dish” ourselves–they are often very tasty combinations!

So…what is YOUR secret (and guilty) pleasure in terms of food?

About giascott

Writer, blogger, cook, grandmother, mother, wife, radio personality, outdoor enthusiast, dog enthusiast, crafter, artist, and part-time nut~~I've earned a lot of t-shirts in my day! I'm one of those crazy independent women who can cut down a tree, build you a shed, sew you a dress, cook your dinner, make some soap, pitch a tent, build a fire, catch some fish, dig in the garden, chase a kid or two, write you a poem, paint you a picture, and a dozen other things...just don't ask me to sing! I'm also embarking on a relatively new portion of my life, one of being disabled. I'm learning some lessons along the way about a lot of things too.
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