Eeeurghh...
Oct. 15th, 2008 10:20 pmThis evening, I have purchased, cooked and eaten some canned corned beef hash. I find that this is necessary to do every couple of years, so I can remind myself why I don't purchase, cook and/or eat corned beef hash more often. No, not even the fried egg saved it. Problems with said dish are as follows:
1) bears an uncomfortable resemblance to Alpo when the can is opened
2) can be smelled from an area code away
3) is ostensibly called a "quick meal," except that you're supposed to fry this wet, gloppy stuff until "crisp," a process that takes roughly 13.7 hours
4) creates a biohazard situation when it's time to wash the dishes, unless you punt by buying new dishes and frying pan
5) is likely to cause my aorta to explode at some inconvenient moment
6) will cause you to regret its consumption for hours
On the other hand, I don't feel it particularly necessary to save the leftovers, so that should help the refirgerator real estate situation. That said: Why am I still nibbling on this stuff?
1) bears an uncomfortable resemblance to Alpo when the can is opened
2) can be smelled from an area code away
3) is ostensibly called a "quick meal," except that you're supposed to fry this wet, gloppy stuff until "crisp," a process that takes roughly 13.7 hours
4) creates a biohazard situation when it's time to wash the dishes, unless you punt by buying new dishes and frying pan
5) is likely to cause my aorta to explode at some inconvenient moment
6) will cause you to regret its consumption for hours
On the other hand, I don't feel it particularly necessary to save the leftovers, so that should help the refirgerator real estate situation. That said: Why am I still nibbling on this stuff?