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Showing posts with label beets. Show all posts
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Pareidolia Project Day 41
Labels:
beets,
cheese,
green beans,
pareidolia,
potato,
sausage
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Pareidolia Project Day 37
Ingredients:
Beef Stroganoff
Pickled beets sauteed in sauerkraut and butter
Mashed sweet peas
Labels:
beets,
pareidolia,
peas,
roast beef,
sauerkraut,
stroganoff
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Pareidolia Project Day 22

"German Food Vampire"
January 17, 2011
Ingredients:
Sauerkraut carmelized in butter and onion
German potato salad (potato, bacon, whole grain mustard, onion, vinegar, salt/pepper and sugar)
Beets
Smoked turkey sausage. Yes, I know Jenny-O isn't real German sausage, but it was on sale.
Sour cream
Pimento from green olive (eyes)
I kind of feel like this is what Goofy would look like if he were to suddenly turn into a vampire. I could just see it now. Mickey and Minnie are walking down the boardwalk in Disneyland's Imaginationland on a nice romantic night. Suddenly, Goofy walks up. Mickey extends his hand for a greeting, and Goody, with the speed of the wind, breaks his neck and begins to feed. Minnie screams in abject horror and is paralyzed momentarily with fear. As Goofy seems distracted, she scrambles for an exit, but Goofy stops her.
"Gorsh! I wanna suck your blood, Minnie! Join us! Hyuk!" He says as he gazes into her eyes. It's too late for her now. She has become one of them.
One of my friends saw a similarity between this and goatse. If you aren't familiar with goatse, do yourself a favor and don't become familiar with it. Ever. Just, don't even ask about it, don't google it and put it out of your mind forever.
Now that you have ignored my instructions, that image is permanently scarred in your brain. You will begin to see it in everything, but I didn't have any intent to sculpt it into my mother's food. However, I did let my friend who suggest it know that I would be happy to cook for her and her husband sometime.
Mom saw another face in this.
Sauerkraut carmelized in butter and onion
German potato salad (potato, bacon, whole grain mustard, onion, vinegar, salt/pepper and sugar)
Beets
Smoked turkey sausage. Yes, I know Jenny-O isn't real German sausage, but it was on sale.
Sour cream
Pimento from green olive (eyes)
I kind of feel like this is what Goofy would look like if he were to suddenly turn into a vampire. I could just see it now. Mickey and Minnie are walking down the boardwalk in Disneyland's Imaginationland on a nice romantic night. Suddenly, Goofy walks up. Mickey extends his hand for a greeting, and Goody, with the speed of the wind, breaks his neck and begins to feed. Minnie screams in abject horror and is paralyzed momentarily with fear. As Goofy seems distracted, she scrambles for an exit, but Goofy stops her.
"Gorsh! I wanna suck your blood, Minnie! Join us! Hyuk!" He says as he gazes into her eyes. It's too late for her now. She has become one of them.
One of my friends saw a similarity between this and goatse. If you aren't familiar with goatse, do yourself a favor and don't become familiar with it. Ever. Just, don't even ask about it, don't google it and put it out of your mind forever.
Now that you have ignored my instructions, that image is permanently scarred in your brain. You will begin to see it in everything, but I didn't have any intent to sculpt it into my mother's food. However, I did let my friend who suggest it know that I would be happy to cook for her and her husband sometime.
Mom saw another face in this.
Labels:
beets,
German,
pareidolia,
potato,
sauerkraut,
sausage,
vampire
Pareidolia Project Day 19
Labels:
beets,
cold cut,
panda,
pareidolia,
salad
Pareidolia Project Day 18

"Clown Salad with Beety Eyes"
January 12, 2011
Ingredients:
Cottage cheese
Onion
Turkey cold cuts
Jalapenos
Shredded Mexican cheese
Chopped black olive
Beets
Mixed greens
Salt, pepper
Kosher dill pickle
Clowns staring at you is far worse than humans staring at you. At least I think so.
This was noticed, dinner's pareidolia was not. Meet "The Beev":
Cottage cheese
Onion
Turkey cold cuts
Jalapenos
Shredded Mexican cheese
Chopped black olive
Beets
Mixed greens
Salt, pepper
Kosher dill pickle
Clowns staring at you is far worse than humans staring at you. At least I think so.
This was noticed, dinner's pareidolia was not. Meet "The Beev":

"Beaver in Tuna Rice (With Vegetables)"
January 12, 2011
January 12, 2011
Ingredients:
Instant rice (like Rice-a-roni or something)
Frozen mixed vegetables
Tuna
Sour cream
Green olive
This could be considered kind of half-assed. Whenever I make a uni-dish, like Rice-A-Roni with some meat and veggies thrown in, it's because I only want to use one pan and I don't feel like cooking but have to anyway. In my defense, however, this is one of my more subtle pieces. You don't probably had no idea what it was until I pointed it out, and then the image became clear as day.
Instant rice (like Rice-a-roni or something)
Frozen mixed vegetables
Tuna
Sour cream
Green olive
This could be considered kind of half-assed. Whenever I make a uni-dish, like Rice-A-Roni with some meat and veggies thrown in, it's because I only want to use one pan and I don't feel like cooking but have to anyway. In my defense, however, this is one of my more subtle pieces. You don't probably had no idea what it was until I pointed it out, and then the image became clear as day.
Pareidolia Project Day 17

"Furby Baked Potato, Tilapia, and Beets"
January 11, 2011
Ingredients:
Pan-baked tilapia seasoned with Old Bay, brown butter, onion and lemon pepper
Canned beets
Baked potato
Sour cream
Key lime
Chopped black olive
Shredded Mexican blend cheese
Homemade salsa
I just want to say that out of all the possible ways to cook a potato, I loathe, repeat, LOATHE baked. They take forever, and they have no flavor or personality, especially compared to something like mashed potatoes or scalloped potatoes or fries or au gratin or dauphinoise, or hell, even steamed new potatoes in butter. I can name about 50 ways to cook a potato, and in order from best to worst, baked is somewhere on the bottom. Probably right above tournets, though. When a person orders a baked potato and other options are available, it tells me that they are a product of a bygone era that cooked potatoes with no imagination. Needless to say, I don't make them all that often, even though my mom loves baked potatoes.
Well, on Day 17, I had to begin rehearsal for a sketch show I participate in, so I wouldn't be home to cook that night. We probably had fast food for lunch, and I couldn't leave mom hungry or my friends, who were providing great feedback on the project, in a lurch. I had enough time, so I put it all in the oven, and she got her baked potato. I have to say, I do make them a lot more appealing than I normally see.
Anyway, I precooked and plated this, but I had to refrigerate it since I wouldn't be home to serve. Just before I left, I went to the fridge to get some iced tea and noticed all the beets had been eaten. In the car on the way over, mom told me for the first time that she really enjoyed the faces.
To me, this had gone from venting passive-aggression, to a personality study, to an art project to something that boosted morale just a little bit every day. It's now a combination of all of the above. Times are tough, and it seemed like my life was slowly turning into Calvin and Hobbes, but instead of snowmen, I had my mom's lunch.
Pan-baked tilapia seasoned with Old Bay, brown butter, onion and lemon pepper
Canned beets
Baked potato
Sour cream
Key lime
Chopped black olive
Shredded Mexican blend cheese
Homemade salsa
I just want to say that out of all the possible ways to cook a potato, I loathe, repeat, LOATHE baked. They take forever, and they have no flavor or personality, especially compared to something like mashed potatoes or scalloped potatoes or fries or au gratin or dauphinoise, or hell, even steamed new potatoes in butter. I can name about 50 ways to cook a potato, and in order from best to worst, baked is somewhere on the bottom. Probably right above tournets, though. When a person orders a baked potato and other options are available, it tells me that they are a product of a bygone era that cooked potatoes with no imagination. Needless to say, I don't make them all that often, even though my mom loves baked potatoes.
Well, on Day 17, I had to begin rehearsal for a sketch show I participate in, so I wouldn't be home to cook that night. We probably had fast food for lunch, and I couldn't leave mom hungry or my friends, who were providing great feedback on the project, in a lurch. I had enough time, so I put it all in the oven, and she got her baked potato. I have to say, I do make them a lot more appealing than I normally see.
Anyway, I precooked and plated this, but I had to refrigerate it since I wouldn't be home to serve. Just before I left, I went to the fridge to get some iced tea and noticed all the beets had been eaten. In the car on the way over, mom told me for the first time that she really enjoyed the faces.
To me, this had gone from venting passive-aggression, to a personality study, to an art project to something that boosted morale just a little bit every day. It's now a combination of all of the above. Times are tough, and it seemed like my life was slowly turning into Calvin and Hobbes, but instead of snowmen, I had my mom's lunch.
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