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Snacks, Part 2
Gettin’ to the good stuff. These are the snacks that you will hide in your drawer for the Sad Times. These are the snacks that you will hide from your best friend because you HAVE TO HAVE EVERY LAST BITE, NO SHARING, THANKS. These are the artery-clogging, hyper-child-creating, gloriously unhealthy snacks that I can’t get enough of.
1. Nutella
I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to say enough about Nutella. One of the coolest moments of my life was being in a grocery store in Paris seeing that they had NUTELLA. In a HANDY SNACK PACK. Like we have cheese and crackers in the states? THEY HAVE NUTELLA AND BREADSTICKS. I’m off Nutella for life, but if you love chocolate and hazelnuts, I encourage you to indulge.
2. Fried Pickles
Whether you call them frickles, pickle chips, or just plain fried happiness, pickles dredged batter then fried to a golden crisp are truly a delight. I’m from Texas, so of course I’ll eat anything fried. And the only thing that can make fried pickles better? Ranch dressing. Sign me up.
3. Dibs
I first had Dibs at a movie theatre. They combined my two loves: ice cream and Buncha Crunches, my usual movie snack. Dibs are bite-size pieces of heaven. You don’t have to commit to a full bowl of ice cream or an entire Crunch bar. You can just pop a few (read: all) into your mouth. What a champion snack.
4. Kettle Brand Honey Dijon Chips
When I used to live in a dorm with a convenience store in the bottom of the building, I would pick up a bag of these chips to study with. Restraining myself from eating an entire bag at one sitting was a bigger challenge than memorizing the proper uses of the subjunctive verb tense in Spanish. Unfortunately, I CANNOT FIND these chips ANYWHERE anymore. Kettle Brand? A little help here? I would pay handsomely for a bag of these beauties.
What I Ate: January 11, 2012
- tortilla with almond butter
- half a hamburger and french fries from Scotty P’s
- baked salmon, brussel sprouts, corn, and a salad
- a Skinny Cow cookies and cream ice cream sandwich
Homemade dinner for the first time in forever. So delicious. We really should have put the entire stick of butter in the brussel sprouts, however. Maybe next time.
Let’s all stop our busy lives for a moment.
Let’s all take a deep breath, and close our eyes, and dream.
We are all dreaming, of course, of potatoes.
I could eat so many potatoes all of the time. All of the potatoes, actually. Topped with salt and pepper, or sour cream and cheese and bacon.
Potatoes are profoundly good. They are warm. They are soft. They taste like little pillows of greatness.
And so ends our Potato Zen Moment of the Day.
What I Ate: January 9, 2012
- Swedish meatballs, mashed potatoes, and butternut squash and apple soup at Ikea (heaven)
- half a Jersey Mike’s sandwich and a bowl of mango, pineapple, and cherries
About to go eat minestrone with my parents. It’s a great, filling soup that also happens to taste pretty delicious. I’ll have to make my own sometime. I have a history of soup making—when I was in high school, I’d boil chicken broth, stewed tomatoes, and whatever veggies I had in the fridge. Then I’d top it with a little bit of shredded cheese.
This cake is gorgeous. Half of my love for food is the beauty of it. The other half is (obviously) taste.
Once upon a time, I could make these.