Jun 18
Watching Buckley eat yet another hapless rodent in today’s strip made
me think of foods we can’t resist, but which are a little gross. You
know what I’m talking about: guilty pleasure foods. The foods you
shouldn’t eat, the foods that make your friends cringe, the foods you
just can’t resist.
For me, it’s pork cracklins. These are not your regular supermarket
pork rinds that are all airy and puffed, but dense little nuggets of
fried pork skin with deposits of fat in them. When I describe these
bags of crunchy fried pig bits to friends, they cringe. It sounds all
sorts of wrong and unhealthy. But it tastes sooooo good.
I’ve known card-carrying porkivores who look at a bag of this heavenly
manna and start shaking. The pigophiliac in them says “must eat
crunchy, fatty treat” while decades of nutrition education shout “are
you trying to kill yourself???”
I can name other treats that do that too. Ever had a frico? A frico is
simply cheese that is melted and fried in a pan until a crust forms,
then you flip it over and do the same thing to the other side, and you
can put meat or other goodies inside. I’ve made a ham and bacon frico
that did not inspire as much commentary and disgust as one
single-serving bag of cracklins.
But despite the disgust and laughter of my friends, the chorus of
cardiologists gasping in horror, and my wife trying to steal my stash,
I cannot resist those crunchy, fatty bits of pigtastic porkadise. So,
in honor of Buckley’s latest victim and the bag of cracklins I just
obliterated, what’s your guilty food pleasure? Talk amongst
yourselves.
Daily during summer vacations:
Sliced crunchy French Bread slavered in peanut butter, 4 strips of crispy bacon, 2 or 3 pieces of pepperoni, 3 or 4 pieces of salami, sharp cheddar & monterey jack cheese melted on top. 2, ice cold, 16oz, cane sugar, Dr. Peppers in glass bottles (them old days). . .
& then I’d go swimming with out a life guard. Hahahahahaha.
(Just re-reading this makes my left arm throb)
My guiltiest of guilty pleasures was Red Hot® sausage sammiches*. It was basically three halved sausages on white bread with individually-wrapped imitation cheese slices (the more tasteless [in *every* sense of the word!], the better), mustard, B-B-Q or A-1 Steak sauce and the optional glass of root beer if you didn’t have a cast iron stomach…
Maybe not as heart-stoppingly awesome as yours or Eddie’s treats, but I’m not sure that my tongue would forgive me another one.
*These were *FAR* too redneck to be blessed with the name “sandwich”…
i got two words…potted meat.
yum!
Anything with Peanut Butter on it. The only ice cream that is good is chocolate peanut butter. When Dreyer’s ice cream came out with Peanut Butter Explosion, I almost passed out in the grocery store. Sadly, I can’t have it anymore. That’s why I’m up on this ledge with a gun to my head. Goodbye cruel world!
OMG Jess, I almost peed at this comment.
Jack in the Box Sourdough Jack. 683 calories, 418 from fat and 1224 mg of sodium. The tastiest form of slow suicide. I only ate them rarely and haven’t had one since I started taking meds for blood pressure.
On a trip to Wisconsin I discovered the Culver’s Double Cheddar Butterburger with Bacon and mayo! Add a side of fries and a Pepsi and it’s as if the clouds opened and the Angels brought forth all Heaven’s glory and set it before you! Let the clogging of the arteries begin!
OMG. I have too many guilty pleasures but the problem is that I think Greg knows most of them. Nothing like big syrupy french toast with about 10 pieces of fatty fried bacon laid in between them…with bacon salt…topped with crumbled bacon…I think I need some alone time with my cholesterol.
Oh yeah, Orcbuddy.
Culver’s Double Bacon Deluxe Butterburger
Chili Cheddar Fries
Tall Chocolate Malt
2652 Calories, 134 grams of fat (almost 5 ounces of solid fat), 2473 mg of sodium…
Oh yeah, pork cracklin’s should be declared a delicacy for the distinguished palate. I totally agree with you there.
Twinkies
Big Macs
Mello Yello – the only soda I drink, mostly
anything with extra cheese… everything with extra cheese
But if you eat something addicted to a substance, does the addiction NOT transfer to you? At all?
My dad loves to fry up bacon & then after the bacon is done, fry up bread in the grease…we call it Death Bread! It tastes wonderful but probably has cut years off of our lives!
Where are those cracklin’s?! Where are they?! Tell me or I’ll cut ya when I git home!
My guilty pleasure is fried okra.
“I cannot resist those crunchy, fatty bits of pigtastic porkadise.” Awesome.
My brother-in-law calls this kind of food “disgustingly delicious.” As much as I hate to admit it, I’d probably like those pork cracklins.