That link wasn’t appetizing to me either, although I have had good French mustards made with grape must. That’s probably about as close as I’d get to “fruit mustard.”I'll skip that.
I like the flavor of toasted and ground mustard seed and I like fruit, but that combination doesn't seem pleasant to me.That link wasn’t appetizing to me either, although I have had good French mustards made with grape must. That’s probably about as close as I’d get to “fruit mustard.”
I found it quite balanced. I suspect the must was allowed to start to ferment, so it wasn’t outrageously sweet by any means.I like the flavor of toasted and ground mustard seed and I like fruit, but that combination doesn't seem pleasant to me.
I can just about stomach the very sweet and crisp watermelon we get here on the south side with "feta" or what's really a copycat. I don't mind spicy and sweet or savory and sweet, buy my tongue has its flavor combination limits I've learned to not exceed on purpose. Though an aged balsamic tends to round out any irregularities in the aforementioned, so maybe I could try the mostarda one day.I found it quite balanced. I suspect the must was allowed to start to ferment, so it wasn’t outrageously sweet by any means.
Ehh, you may still not like it.
But, I’d be willing to try it.I found it quite balanced. I suspect the must was allowed to start to ferment, so it wasn’t outrageously sweet by any means.
Ehh, you may still not like it.
To each his own... I've been known to sit down in a garden walkway and pull a fat tomato off the vine and have at it as if I were a creature got under the fence.
Fruit mustard, honey, and various cheeses makes for a great snack![]()
You're thinking of 'rippers' . Hot dogs where the skin tears when being deep fried . Think it may be a NJ - NYC thing mostly , Can't remember ever seeing it advertised anywhere else . I have the good (or bad) luck to be at the ground zero of ripperdom , being almost equally distant from Rutt's Hut and Hiram's . Nothin' like a Hirams dog w/ kraut and brown mustard plus a side of fries , a beer , and an extra statin . Though , every now and then when I'm over in the city , I'll confess to sucking down a dirty water dog , or 2
When I travel , if I'm gone for more than a couple of days I find I'm missing NJ dogs , pizza , and Taylor Ham . Hate to have to get a blood test and have the M.D. tell me that I've got a severe deficiency in both monosodium glutamate and FD&C yellow .
Cheeseburgers. I only like cheese on great pizza, so the thought of cheese on a burger never appealed to me.
In the Southwest, there are Sonoran hotdogs. Steamed bun, bacon wrapped grilled dog, pinto beans, grilled onions, grilled tomatoes, fresh onions, fresh tomatoes, mayonnaise, poblano sauce. Generally, they come with rattlesnake eggs: cheese filled jalapeños wrapped in bacon. I can eat too many to be healthy.Hah, I confess that I often ate dirty water hotdogs at lunch for years in the city especially before falafel trucks turned up on Sixth Ave. My theory of exception then was that the dirty water, the sauerkraut and the yellow mustard killed whatever was wrong with 'em to begin with.Nary a thought of what the combo plus the diet soda might have been killing in me. But that's the young for ya.
@Scepticalscribe I like the sound of that. Young man, even after nearly half a century of living. Shall ask the missus to refer to me as that in the house. Should further spice things up. Yeah, mustard and cheese sandwiches are a guilty pleasure of mine, too. Pickle and cheese brings back memories of childhood. Pickle as in the chutney.
Though it appears you misread. I was talking about an individual who would sit at a table and eat the entire contents of the a mustard jar, and not merely a tablespoon as you thought.
Blasphemer! Burn the heretic!
The sparrows in the bushes along the edge of the Grace Building Plaza were the size of softballs from eating bits of hotdog buns people fed them off that guy's hotdog cart. They could hardly fly, those sparrows.
Hah, I confess that I often ate dirty water hotdogs at lunch for years in the city especially before falafel trucks turned up on Sixth Ave. Totally loved them w/ yellow mustard and sauerkraut and a diet Pepsi, I felt like I was at a ballgame instead of on a break from work. The sparrows in the bushes along the edge of the Grace Building Plaza were the size of softballs from eating bits of hotdog buns people fed them off that guy's hotdog cart. They could hardly fly, those sparrows. People used to joke about the plaza being a game bird farm, and wondered if the chirping things would taste like pheasant since they got so big.
After I moved upstate permanently I heard from some seasonal resident pals on a Saturday morning that there was a dirty-water hotdog dude setting up at that moment in the Home Depot parking lot in Oneonta. I actually got in my car and raced over the mountain to get a couple before he could get sold out or got kicked out LOL.
But past that I still don't eat the dogs now. My theory of exception then was that the dirty water, the sauerkraut and the yellow mustard killed whatever was wrong with 'em to begin with.Nary a thought of what the combo plus the diet soda might have been killing in me. But that's the young for ya.
In the Southwest, there are Sonoran hotdogs. Steamed bun, bacon wrapped grilled dog, pinto beans, grilled onions, grilled tomatoes, fresh onions, fresh tomatoes, mayonnaise, poblano sauce. Generally, they come with rattlesnake eggs: cheese filled jalapeños wrapped in bacon. I can eat too many to be healthy.
This sounds good. I may well try it some time.Ha! You'll get this thread wastelanded for going all PRSI
I like some good cheese on a burger too, even if the burger's, um... vegetarian, speaking of heresies.
I often make burgers from a mix of lentils, barley and brown rice cooked together serially, then added to some sautéd carrots, onions, celery and mediterranean herbs, cool, then mix with a couple eggs, let the flavors marry up overnight, then cook them in a skillet with some canola oil, wrap individually and freeze so I can haul one out when the cook in me goes on strike without notice once in awhile. They're great with some cheddar or any preferred cheese, a slice of red onion, fresh tomato, lettuce.... somewhere in there is a lentil burger good enough to not even wear all that stuff if you just want ketchup or mustard on it. But the cheese does make it more special.
Blasphemer! Burn the heretic!
All you need now is for The Halal Guys to set up shop in the same parking lot .![]()
opening a tin of Ortiz anchovies, and, er, um, polishing them off - that is, the entire contents - off (not in a pan, or chowder, or pasta sauce) but, in a spoon, by way of a small bowl
How about melted cheese trapped inside the burger?
How about melted cheese trapped inside the burger?