This photo tastes bitter.
Jack Monroe #219 Why you sob? Russell Hobb
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Plus the salt from the anchovies and the anchovy sour cream, no doubt she used smoked bacon, plus the salt shes added, she's an advert for unhealthy eating.
A tonne of salt in this plus a tonne of sugar in the prune poop
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BEAN CAN GOOP.
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That sounds revolting.
she is literally like a parody account of food shows. “Home made vinegar”. Why? Just why???? Make it make sense.
I honestly wonder what is wrong with a bottle of Sarsons? 85p for 250ml. Or Asda’s own 29p for 568ml. Why do you need to dick about making your own?!
There is nothing sweet to balance out those flavours. It will be a car crash.
Acid + acid + salt + salt + heat + salt + acid + bitter + sour + salt + acid
I can’t even see any Unami there.
plenty of the eighth flavour of the world- goop.
One singular crispy anchovy does not make a meal.
As a young person in the 90s and 00s I was exposed to a lot of unsettling body imagery and disordered eating, like Beyoncé cayenne pepper syrup cleanse and this all looks very odd. Training in nutrition as well…
As a young person in the 90s and 00s I was exposed to a lot of unsettling body imagery and disordered eating, like Beyoncé cayenne pepper syrup cleanse and this all looks very odd. Training in nutrition as well…
Doesn’t goop taste like Gwynnie Paltrow’s vajayjay?
Would rather eat that than the prune cake.
This is pure speculation on my part, but in the same way that those with ED spend hours baking for others and watching food programmes as a way to being in control while others eat, the course on nutrition may be a further sign of this. It could be a way for someone who is in the midst of a phase of disordered eating further exert control by finding a way to excuse their behaviour to everyone around them because now they have “science and knowledge” on their side.
Furthermore, excessive use of low-calorie condiments (vinegar, chillies, hot-sauce, lemon juice, pepper), is a well known sign that someone is suffering from an ED as it allows them to eat larger quantities of low-calorie food that will fill them up (such as lettuce).
Furthermore, excessive use of low-calorie condiments (vinegar, chillies, hot-sauce, lemon juice, pepper), is a well known sign that someone is suffering from an ED as it allows them to eat larger quantities of low-calorie food that will fill them up (such as lettuce).
Of course she may know all this and be doing it as a trigger.
Part of the problem though is therapists can only work with what they're being told. Treatment/therapy doesn't tend to work with narcissists because they will not accept that they are at fault, or responsible for anything wrong in their lives. Usually they will present to a therapist their version of events only, and their inability to self reflect and work on themselves means that everyone, and everything else gets blamed and nothing changes with them.
Basically it's highly likely she's fed them a load of old cobblers and used therapy as a sounding board for all the ways in which she has been wronged. It's really no surprise to see her acting in exactly the same way as always.
I really dislike lettuce. I don't dislike much food but lettuce when browning or soggy/ slimey or accidentally heated give me the heaves, combined with dry beans and odd-hued celery PLUS anchovies, bacon and bean GOOP makes the back of my throat hurt.
It looks really shite. The colours are vile like: you go to a restaurant when you're tired, starving, been walking around for hours and have committed wholeheartedly to this quirky little place, and they bring out the menu featuring photos of the food and you have to make the best of a bad job because you're already on your last nerve but don't want to spoil the occasion for anybody else
It looks really shite. The colours are vile like: you go to a restaurant when you're tired, starving, been walking around for hours and have committed wholeheartedly to this quirky little place, and they bring out the menu featuring photos of the food and you have to make the best of a bad job because you're already on your last nerve but don't want to spoil the occasion for anybody else
Hasn't she previously said how important it is to rinse your tinned beans thoroughly? (It isn't but I'm sure she was under this illusion fairly recently).
I bet she has Dyno rod on a retainer. the amount of stuff she rinses, and results of the revolting recipes, her drains must be a nightmare
OTOH it's not like she's passing any solids so it's not as if "that's" going to block her drains.
That's not a huge dish of food, the beans are one layer deep
The way the concoctions are described, there's always this particular structure that gets me.
They start of with the introduction of an accessible idea of a quick and delicious meal with achievable plausible maybe even appealing ingredients*, but then comes a drastic interjection of a disgusting improbable and inconceivable element like some sludge something's nestled in or globs, then theres a breathless recollection of a heptathlon of involved cooking methods and processes- say including pickling, frying, whisking, finely dicing, aerosol spraying. And then after all that there's a tiny patch of obliterated food on a saucer overshadowed by archeological cutlery to show for all of it.
I'm so drawn to food writing I can't help imagining as I read it, and Jack's descriptions are a juddering disorienting experience.
*admitting here I'm more partial than most to tinned fish- sorry I think somehow I make this disclosure every other post
They start of with the introduction of an accessible idea of a quick and delicious meal with achievable plausible maybe even appealing ingredients*, but then comes a drastic interjection of a disgusting improbable and inconceivable element like some sludge something's nestled in or globs, then theres a breathless recollection of a heptathlon of involved cooking methods and processes- say including pickling, frying, whisking, finely dicing, aerosol spraying. And then after all that there's a tiny patch of obliterated food on a saucer overshadowed by archeological cutlery to show for all of it.
I'm so drawn to food writing I can't help imagining as I read it, and Jack's descriptions are a juddering disorienting experience.
*admitting here I'm more partial than most to tinned fish- sorry I think somehow I make this disclosure every other post
Without seeing the picture I thought this was some cursed new Jackism, as in "Beans are able to goop", as in, Jack is determined to turn everything she makes into goop
@hollowhusk here's the post about jack's personalities!
A smattering of goop and a twang of lies*
My god, that was nearly a year ago...and we're still here, staring at platters of slop.
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