tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182808628157101919.post372625292212845442..comments2023-08-15T12:05:03.752-04:00Comments on a sane basic particle.: A Breakfast Crisis.Anneliese. (An-uh-lee-suh.)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17729766342832854041noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182808628157101919.post-75036984296399043152010-11-24T09:29:24.211-05:002010-11-24T09:29:24.211-05:00See, I don't think it's ambivalent. I thin...See, I don't think it's ambivalent. I think it's deeper than that—more primal & infinitely more stupid. I think that, where oatmeal is concerned, I am that caveman who sees the pretty orange & red thing crackling on top of the wood, & so decides to touch it, only to find out that touching it really burns, so I turn my back, only to see the flickering shadows on the walls, which are so interesting—& what's making them? Oh, it's that crackly orange-red stuff! So pretty! I should probably touch it...<br /><br />Put simply: I am an anomaly of natural selection. Without the cushiness of modern living, I would surely be dead.<br /><br />As to imagining taste into bland food: it's an interesting suggestion, if only because it proves how differently our taste buds function—in that mine are connected in no way to my imagination. If there is food product in my mouth that looks, tastes, & feels like joke plastic vomit run over several times with an 18-wheeler, then that's what I'm going to experience, no matter how hard I wish I were eating, say, an ice cream sundae.<br /><br />MWAH!Anneliese. (An-uh-lee-suh.)https://www.blogger.com/profile/17729766342832854041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182808628157101919.post-50019390021005880112010-11-24T08:45:01.157-05:002010-11-24T08:45:01.157-05:00p.s. i neglected to praise to the skies your fabul...p.s. i neglected to praise to the skies your fabulous xkcd-style graph. totally fabulous! :)Mikahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182808628157101919.post-11219637508201140172010-11-24T08:36:54.291-05:002010-11-24T08:36:54.291-05:00i don't care what those boys in "Oliver&q...i don't care what those boys in "Oliver" say, i ADORE oatmeal!!!! it's what got me through breakfast at various summer camps when i was but a stripling (albeit a somewhat heavy-set one). sure, it looks amazingly like barf (barf it up &, presto, it looks exactly the same!). but, really -- like life, for which oatmeal is ultimately a metaphor -- it's what <i>you</i> make of it: your very post here suggests that your gustatory take on oatmeal is deeply <i>ambivalent</i>, not purely negative. you have recurring fond thoughts that subsequently are disappointed. i say, GO with the recurring fond thoughts! oatmeal is the very definition of bland food! if your imagination can't make palatable something so bland, than what can it make palatable, huh? chocolate sundaes? <br /><br />i of course followed out yr link & re-watched (for the 2 thousandth time) the opening of B&tB, confirming my view that it's the most satisfying opening to a b'way-type musical i've ever witnessed. really! it makes me sooooooooooooo happy! and a HUGE part of my response is to Gaston's spine-tingling voice (whose spine-tingling quality doesn't really make itself apparent until the mob song). <br /><br />"it looked a little like something regurgitated by a colic infant." hmmmm. i believe i used to know a "colic[ky] infant." what was her name again?<br /><br />"with the basso profundo of Robert Goulet" omg, i so totally wanna see that movie again -- while completely insanely stoned. "hey, teacher! leave those kids alone!" it makes me happy just thinking of it!<br /><br />I LOVE YOU!!!!!<br />XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXXO<br />wildebeests!<br />m.Mikahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14754737654552784861noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182808628157101919.post-23105535920295731932010-11-24T00:19:08.736-05:002010-11-24T00:19:08.736-05:00In fact I haven't—& that sounds totally de...In fact I haven't—& that sounds totally delicious.<br />Still, I think it's comparable to chocolate-covered bugs or that Killers song that features Lou Reed. The dislike of the unaugmented base remains the same.Anneliese. (An-uh-lee-suh.)https://www.blogger.com/profile/17729766342832854041noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2182808628157101919.post-46788632450284864932010-11-23T16:47:46.705-05:002010-11-23T16:47:46.705-05:00Have you tried it with fresh apples sauted in butt...Have you tried it with fresh apples sauted in butter and cinnamon and toasted pecansDavid Grubernoreply@blogger.com