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I luuurve you, you know, I loave you, I luff you, you loaf.

Do you get the reference? Do I need to ask? Are you insulted?

I have found a love match in my dad and my friend Mimi. Their meatloaf banter is a harmonic convergence, although they have never met.
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Mimi writes:
I love meatloaf sandwiches. I love to have a warmed, thick slice of leftover meatloaf, on a good hard roll with ketchup and and red onion. Sometimes with sweet relish. I like the roll to be untoasted, because I like the temperature contrast with the warm meatloaf. Not that complicated, but yummers. I suppose the whole trick is in the quality of the meat loaf. I can’t imagine not liking ML

And from my dad:
And leftover ML is a great cold sandwich on fresh bread or a nice crispy semmel or Kaiser roll. (Gotta be crispy, so no Safeway pre packaged rolls, please). Mustard for me in this case, but with lots of crispy HEAD lettuce, not the kind of lettuce that is nutritious. That would spoil the intent of that particular sannitch. By the way, along the same lines, meatball sandwiches are great, too, but a lot juicier to eat.

And they are both so familiar with the stuff. ML! Something like calling Martin Scorcese Marty. Or Deniro, Bobby. ML indeed!

Love Match and Meat Loaf have a pleasing syllabic synchronicity and inside-out illiteration. LM and ML.

Mimi and my dad are in the school of contrasting texture. Meatloaf on a crunchy roll. They are renegades. Most meatloaf sandwich disciples favor soft bread. I am thinking that the hard roll/soft bread line is drawn similarly to the mayo vs mustard camps.

So far in my meatloaf investigation no one has mentioned a particular recipe. Most remarks have been about engineering the sandwich properly. More to come on this topic.

Easy Target

I’m not gonna lower myself to making fun of Spam. How 20 years ago.

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Spam Museum (for real)
1937 Spam Blvd. (also for real)
From I-90, take 6th St. NE exit South
Austin MN 55912

Tel/Fax: 1-800-LUV-SPAM, 507-437-5100 (I made this up. Just kidding.)

Mission: 16,500 sq. ft. focused on how Spam is made, canned and distributed, and its role in WWII. Interactive exhibits, old Spam ads, a recreated Monty Python Spam skit

Admission Info: Open Monday through Saturday, 10 am – 5 pm; Sunday, 12 – 4 pm

Other Info: Part of Hormel’s marketing program. Their main office and a packing plant is in Austin. Also have a catalog that offers Spam memorabilia.

All food museum information courtesy of Shirley Cherkasky/Food History News Museum Directory.

Meatloaf Haiku

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MEATLOAF SANDWICHES

My mother’s fingerprints

Indelibly pressed in white bread.

Meatloaf and ketchup.

Susan D

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(meatloaf was spelled wrong on this post for about a day. why didn’t someone tell me? waaah.)

A Match Not Made in Heaven

Speaking of bliss, bliss on a bun….
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Meatloaf and Bliss do not a match in heaven make.

Nothing against meatloaf, exactly.

To make matters worse, this recipe is called Stomach Bliss Meatloaf. Eck.

I like meatloaf. Sometimes. Stomach Bliss Meatloaf (SBM) has a secret ingredient – prunes. Like I said, eck. Don’t get me wrong, I like prunes, especially since they have updated their image and become dried plums, and I’ll bet they work some magic on a meatloaf. Still….the thought.

Maybe I am a pru(n-OR-d)e. Bliss, stomach, prunes. Turns my stomach a bit actually.

A meatloaf sandwich, now that’s a delicious beast.

It seems like meatloaf is one of those things people “love to hate.” It sort of baffles me. I mean, I wouldn’t eat it every night, but a nice meatloaf with mashed potatoes is total comfort food. And it is one of the very rare foods that I really love to have ketchsup on.
Sez Cindy O

(I know that that spelling of ketchup is wrong, but it looks so right, so ssssssaucy with that “s” in it.)

>>>>>Adding a note after the fact: I am NOT making fun of the speller of ketchsup. That spelling looks charming to me and appropriately consonant loaded.However, the speller called me on it and called me – jokingly ahem – a midnight snake. Funny.<<<<<

I understand there has been much eating of meatloaf sandwiches around their house recently, particularly by Jon. Cindy had one and was done. Satisfied and done.

A meatloaf sandwich is on white bread, only. White bread from my dad’s bakery, now defunct, is the proper white bread. Firm, not sweet, pretty dark crust on top.

A friend name Elena, someone I knew a long time ago, was a very quiet girl who would go to great lengths not to step on anyone’s toes. When she was a schoolgirl Elena liked meatloaf sandwiches, on white bread, with ketchup. Her mother, not so into being a mother and looking to expedite her chores, baked up a big meatloaf, sliced it all up and assembly-lined a batch of sandwiches. White bread, ketchup, slice of meatloaf. She wrapped each one and froze them.

Each morning Elena’s mother would drop a frozen sandwich, plop, into the bottom of a brown lunch sack. On the first day Elena unwrapped it. Horrors! Bread soaked through with ketchup, meatloaf still frozen in the center. Each following day Elena removed her sandwich and dropped it in the trash.

She never said a word to her mother.

What Does the Drummer Say When He Steps Up to the Mic?

Would you like to supersize that?

A Search for Haute and Juicy !Yikes!
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Katie Norwood’s shots ran in the Washington Post today under the headline Seeking Bliss on a Bun.

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All these photos were taken by Katie Norwood.

Know what? Katie, who is a friend of mine, might be described as Bliss On a Bun…. She’s awful happy, that girl.

Did somebody say haute and juicy?

First Stop in the Food Hall of Fame

It’s the amazing egg, not quite round
Oeuf, huevo, ei, they’re all the same
Yolk in the middle and white all around.

Delicious with toast, well, Eve had to boast,
When she scrambled some up at the beginning of time
Evolution brought us souffles, monte cristos, chopped with mayonnaise
First of not, Darwin had to admit they’re sublime.

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Photo by Renee Comet

Ukee Dogs
1576 Imperial Lane
250.726.2161

Renee and fam went to British Columbia for summer vacay. In Ucluelet they coulda gone to Smiley’s or Jiggers but nope, they choose Ukee DAWGSS!!

Do your vacation food snapshots look like this? Mine sure don’t. Must be the camera. Ha ha.

Accordionwich



Illustration by Mara Cherkasky

Merv Conn is “King of the Strolling Accordionists”! From the White House to your cousin’s Bar Mitzvah, Merv has entertained Washington, DC, for more than 70 years. THE LEGEND OF MERV CONN premiered to a sold-out audience at the AFI Silver Theatre in Silver Spring, MD on February 18, 2007, the day before Merv’s 87th birthday, and now officially “Merv Conn Day“! This DVD tribute continues the celebration with about 75 minutes of new material, including the AFI Birthday Gala, featuring the World’s First Ever 21 Accordion Salute.

Order now from http://www.squeezinart.com

CHEEEEESE


Wallace and Gromit
Is Wensleydale good grilled?

Brother, do we eat a lot of cheese around this house. Grilled cheese, eaten too frequently, can cause visions.

Some people see Virgins. We see Old Glory.

Cheese Souffle – was really hoping this is what my son would answer at school when they asked about his favorite foods. But no, he wrote:
1. Cande
2. Fastfod
3. Bacin
Although he sure does like cheese souffle.

Fondue – every Thursday night, in fact. Scraping up the crust at the bottom is the best part. That and occasionally stabbling yourself in the palm with a cute pointy fondue fork. Dang, that’ll make you bleed. Drop your bread in the cheese, gotta kiss the person to the left of you. Bleed in the cheese, gotta leave the table.
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Cheese should be in my blood actually, seeing as my dad owned a dairy when I was a kid. The kind that makes ice cream and cottage cheese, and brings it to your house, early in the morning. Can you imagine!?

My grandfather owned the dairy/bakery and he was not, to make a gross understatement, a nice man. My uncle Si made a sharp left when he finished high school and headed straight to med school. None of that family business stuff for him. Smart man.

Si’s words when he was about 75, in a taped interview:
I never ate dairy stuff because my mother never liked it. That’s why I can’t stand butter or cheese or cream or milk. I hate ice cream above everything else.

That’s the power of family, alright. Thankfully I was never an employee of my granddad.

Cheese pizza? Let’s don’t even mention it. Ack, if I never saw a flat greasy box coming up my front steps again it would be too soon


The obvious queries:
How do I do my make-up to look so, well, burnty?
AND
Is that sandwich nestled in cotton balls?

And finally, Museum of the Week.
Ta da!
Cuba Cheese Museum
P. O. Box 34
Cuba NY 14727

Mission: The museum and education facility tell the story of the cheese and milk industry, focusing on western New York State, an historic center of cheese production. Operated primarily by volunteers, with a small annual grant from New York State.

Admission Info: Closed during winter months. Open Friday, 2 – 4 pm; Saturday, 10 am – 1 pm.

Photo by Renee Comet
Foodstyling by Lisa Cherkasky

Pittsburgh Bound?

Sandwiches You Will Like

A Primanti on the heel of the loaf, kolbassi and burger with sauerkraut, and slammers rank in Rick Sebak’s top ten. It’s enough to make a person throw themselves in the car and put the pedal to the metal.