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The Trashy Truth- Salted Peanuts…. Shells

The other night my mom fussed at me about not calling her enough.  It had been over a week, which is longer than normal, but it felt like the week went by kinda fast.  Manchild and I closed on a house on Good Friday and are going to vacation next week.  So we were trying to get things in order.  Not to mention a wedding I have yet to make any final decisions on… but goal is this week (we’ll see about that).

My mom asked if I was cooking today, as it was Sunday.  I hadn’t planned on it.  I made a quiche the night before (post on that coming), but I knew that was not going to satisfy manly dinner grumblings.  The chicken I took out the freeze wasn’t quite defrosted.  “Can’t you de-frost in the microwave?”  Sure, but clearly I was being lazy, because I called Manchild to see what we were going to do.  We decided on Five Guys.

For those unfamiliar, Five Guys has basically four menu items- burgers, hot dogs, fries… maybe grilled cheese.  A number of toppings are available.  It’s a deliciously fattening place.

They also have salted roasted shelled peanuts to snack on.




I am not a big peanut fan.  I prefer other, healthier nuts for my snacks like almonds or cashews.  But I was excited about the peanut shells.  I love to suck the salt from the shell.  Sometimes I will even eat a few shells.  Manchild told me that is real low budget.

It is.

I can’t really think of a non-food comparison for texture.  I thought cardboard at first, but I imagine that’s not crunchy enough.  Peanut shells are probably the ultimate roughage though… so yay for my colon (maybe). Boo for my sodium intake.






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The Trashy Truth- Stale Popcorn

This is the first of a series where for some reason I have decide to divulge less than desirable likes, habits, traits, etc.

With the end of the movie awards season coming to a close Sunday with the Academy Awards, I have been trying to pack in as much culture as possible.  I mean I should want to see Silver Linings Playbook and Zero Dark Thirty right?  These are the critically acclaimed pictures that sophisticated people go see and then discuss.  I shouldn’t waste my time with low-class movies like A Haunted House.

Honestly, I really want to see all the above and more.  I like going to the show (as Midwesterners say).  But ticket prices are getting a little ridiculous.  I mean the other weekend, I was in Atlanta and when I treated my mom to Argo and forgot to ask for a senior ticket I got a little mad at myself.  Yes I only would have saved $1 but it’s the principle.

With the expensive admission, I tend to skip the snack (see saving $1 above).  But when I went to see Lincoln last weekend, I treated myself with a medium popcorn with butter.  Lots ‘o’ butter.  I purposely didn’t eat it all.  I wanted to eat it the next day, when it would knowingly be stale.

I really thoroughly enjoy stale, buttered, salted popcorn.  I think I inherited this from my mother.  It’s so yummy.  It’s a shameful, trashy treat.  And this time I think I heard a little squeak when I was eating it.  Like if I had chewed on styrofoam… it sounds horribly disgusting as I try to describe it.  But I love it!  Nom nom nom.





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