Favorite food to crunch: Cheetos.
Favorite comfort food: Peanut butter and chocolate chip sandwich.
Food that makes the best noise: A juicy peach or nectarine. Slurp!
Favorite picnic lunch: Green grapes, chips, diet Coke, cookies. Oh, do I need an entrée? I guess I’d throw a sandwich in there. Totally old school.
Favorite food scene in movie: I loved the movie Big Night because it was hilarious (the fight scene on the beach!) and touching and because of Tony Shalhoub’s chef’s passion. Although that giant concoction he made looked absolutely disgusting to me. (Hard-boiled eggs ruin anything.) The movie of Like Water for Chocolate was less evocative than the wonderful novel by Laura Esquivel. Again, not necessarily food I want to eat, but tons of passion.
Favorite food lyrics: “I like to oot, oot, oot ooples and boonoonoos.”
Least favorite food lyrics: I got nothing.
Best food smell memory: Ah, walking from the bus to the office back in the day, and getting a whiff of the aromas from the Blommer chocolate factory. Whatever they were doing, it smelled like brownies in the oven.
Favorite summer snack: In-season nectarines, peaches, raspberries, and strawberries.
Food that reminds me of the ocean: I’ve spent little time at the ocean, and nothing tasty reminds me of Lake Michigan. How about fried smelt.
Most likely to eat for lunch: Bean tacos (Taco Bell!) or the aforementioned peanut butter and chocolate chip sandwich.
Least likely to eat for lunch: Tuna-salad or egg-salad sandwich. Eww. Mayonnaise plus tuna or hard-boiled eggs? Plus maybe celery or mustard or onions? Blech.
Makes me gag: Sauerkraut, broccoli, and more than a minimal amount of eggs.
Food tradition I hate: My grandma tormented me with the “clean plate club”—and she served stuff like sauerkraut and Polish sausage. Runner-up: pickled herring at New Year’s. Wha?
Saturday night food: Cheese pizza will work.
Favorite wild foods: Mulberries. Because you can’t get ’em in the grocery store, and they’re plentiful in my neighborhood park in the summer. Wild strawberries are also delectable, but mighty hard to come by in the city.
Favorite food for sex play: I got nothing.
Favorite medicinal food: Chocolate. Duh.
Food that reflects my heritage: My other grandma used to make us grilled cheese sandwiches with Velveeta, and also invented sliced bananas in a bowl of orange juice. My heritage includes Polish, German, and Irish (among other nationalities), and none of those cuisines excite me. Except for kolacky—cookies with fillings like cream cheese or raspberry.
Food most like me: Huh?
Favorite raw food smell: Oranges. And tangerines. Of course!
Weird childhood food: Ketchup sandwiches. (I had to add this item to the food meme.)