Emilie Baltz is a New York City foodie and designer who grew up in a home without junk food. Her mother was French, and considered fruit wedges to be the snack of choice.
Like a like of kids who were denied sweets, Emilie craved them all the more (and gulped them down when her mom wasn’t looking.) Years later, she is combining sugary snacks with a French sensibility in her cookbook, Junk Foodie.
Finally — recipes with ingredients that I can get behind! Twinkies, Cheetos, Green Apple Jelly Bellys — and those very snacks combine to create something quite pretty called “Cheddar Feuillete with Green Apple Relish.”
Fah fah fah.
Or how about taking Banana Twins, mayonnaise, potato sticks, salt & vinegar potato chips and Ranch Doritos and creating this beauty — let’s face it, her photography is amazing — “Potato Plantain Torta.”
I am a non-foodie who grew up in a home with lots of junk food. My mom was an amazing Southern cook who didn’t have a lot of food rules other than, “Clean your plate.”
She liked snacks as much as the next kid, God love ‘er.
I think it would be a blast to create these interesting dishes using junk foods to fool my foodie friends.
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The South is often stereotyped as being a bit backwards — deservedly so, I’ll admit.
So when there is a glimmer of forward thinking taking place there, I feel like I have to shine a big ol’ light on it.
In this case, an environmentally-responsible one.
Cracker Barrel, a chain of homestyle restaurants known for their yummy, artery-hardening Southern-style cooking, country stores, and rockers on the front porch, are adding electric car charging stations to 24 of their 50 restaurants in April.
The program is part of a $230-million EV project to provide infrastructure and encourage a market for electric cars. The stations, which require about 30 minutes to complete a charge, send a cellphone signal to owners when their car is ready. So diners can enjoy another biscuit until their Chevy Volt is amp’ed.
The CEO of Cracker Barrel said he didn’t initially expect a lot of traffic at the stations, but he wanted to offer “a bit of future with their old-fashioned cooking.”
He’s right to wonder. Are people environmentally-conscious enough to buy a hybrid or electric car going to want to eat at a Cracker Barrel? Are the two things just too inherently different to co-exist? I for one hope the electric car owners are willing to meet Cracker Barrel halfway.
Because it’s GOOD.
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Growing up in a town of 400 people (Fancy Farm, Kentucky), we didn’t have a lot of restaurant choices. So, on special occasions like birthdays, my mother would let us choose our favorite meal, and she would cook…because she was a fabulous cook.
Fried chicken. Mashed potatoes. Lima beans. Sometimes biscuits, too. A little slice of heaven on earth…and no one made it better than my mom.
I mention this because it’s National Fried Chicken Day. I never knew July 6th had this designation, or I would have made sure mom cooked my favorite meal that day as well. I would have had the excuse to indulge every year on this day, too, because I don’t eat fried chicken that much anymore.
I’m not sure why. It’s high in protein, and the breading really doesn’t add that many carbs to the mix. Where I probably sin the most is in the amount of mashed potatoes I can put away — if they’re smooth and creamy the way I like ‘em, I can eat an entire family-size serving.
Man, I’m hungry.
Hope I can find some fried chicken here in NYC…’cause it’s National Fried Chicken Day, damn it, and a Southern gal’s gotta celebrate.
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I’ve said it before — I’m no foodie.
Many of my friends bemoan the fact. Here I am, living in New York City, a bazillion wonderful restaurants literally steps from my apartment, and I go out to eat rather infrequently.
I’m an embarrassment to my ‘hood, no doubt.
But send me back to the South for no more than 24 hours, and every Facebook post I make…is about food. Not the delicacies you would find at the five-star restaurants lining the streets of Manhattan.
I wax poetic about the Southern-style veggies served for lunch at Cracker Barrel. (Sweet potato casserole — I mean, come on!)
Shed a tear at how much bacon they put on a breakfast platter at the airport diner. (Nine strips. That’s just wrong, but oh, so right.)
Smile nostalgically when asked if I’d like “sweet or un-sweet tea.” (I always choose un-sweet and add my own Sweet ‘n’ Low, but you know you’re in the South when you hear those words.)
I guess you can take the girl out of Fancy Farm, and tempt her with ‘fancy foods,’ but I’ll always have more simple tastes.
Or, as my friend Denny Keller would say…
“You’re so simple.”
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