They’re all good to me, too! FYI, the clear filling is due to invertase, which breaks down the invert sugars to liquid. If the cordials are too fresh, they won’t have had enough time to fully liquify and the filling will still be white-ish. It’s actually formed like a white dough and wrapped around the cherry like a dumpling, then dipped in chocolate.
When I used to hand-make them, it’d take about 4 weeks to fully liquify. Idk how long it takes the commercial ones to liquify.
Back in '78, this completely uninformed grade 8’er fuelled on bands like Black Sabbath, came to the blissfully ignorant conclusion - after seeing a colorful poster of their violin-playing skeleton in a downtown head shop - that the Grateful Dead must be the heaviest thing on earth.
I was stoked to find out they were going to be on SNL, and when the appointed time came and saw what looked like hipppies ambling their way into “Casey Jones”, this wave of dejection and stupidlty washed over me, and I’m sure I made a point, then, of starting to do something called due diligence on things.
Tabasco - first and last of any hot sauces I’ve ever ventured near. Anything hotter than medium salsa would probably kill me.
I couldn’t even get thru the first film, and I was watching it on a trans-Atlantic flight, so I had lots of hours to fill. I just couldn’t fill it with that.
I finally saw “Nobody” with Bob Odenkirk. 7.4 on imdb, seriously? It was just ok, kind of formulaic. Mrs. L predicted many of the twists and turns on that one, left in mid-movie and did something else. We like Odenkirk, really wanted to like this.
As cover art goes, that one is epic.
That’s really interesting. My WAG would have been that they injected the liquid somehow. By the way, you could jump to the right conclusion about what I would think of Black Forest Cake with cherries. Even sans that gooey center, something about cherries with chocolate just doesn’t work for me.
Another candy that is vile: black licorice. In the same ballpark anise, fennel.
When it overpowers it makes me think of soap. We got some salsa from Sam’s that is harsh in that way. But my sister once got a burrito at Chipotle that had a ton of cilantro in it—I don’t know if that was standard or if she requested extra, but she said it was great. I found this…maybe if it’s too fresh it’s harsh?
The cilantro does not cook, it is used raw in the kitchen, just like parsley. It will be added to the dish after it is cooked. Introduced too early, it loses all its flavor.
There was a program on NPR (I think) where a guy said one of the descriptors for some white wine is “cat urine” for the same reason. IIRC he also pointed out that parmesan cheese has some of the same chemical we smell in vomit. Anyhoo…
Srsly, if I weren’t happily married to a wonderful woman who also likes cilantro*, and was doing some sort of Tinder-ish dating thing, “Must like cilantro” would be part of my profile.
*Although she doesn’t like it as much as I do–my ideal would be a way to encapsulate pure cilantro flavor in a sauce. I’ve come close but not quite there yet.
There’s been a ton of movies where I thought “This will be cool” and it was, in fact, not cool. But the first example of this in my life was Aliens 3. Aliens was basically wall-to-wall awesome for us and we spent tons of time watching it and talking about it and walking through the woods and creek with long branches, imagining an attack by xenomorphs at any moment. We had all seen Alien as well and liked/respected it but Aliens was where it was at. So when there was going be a third movie, we were all jazzed up and saw it right away.
Oof. Maybe there’s some “Well, on its own merits…” argument but I’m never going to be able to watch it without remembering that disappointment. A couple hours of plodding muddle culminating with Ripley swan diving while petting her alien princess daughter. The best we could say was that having a xenomorph come out of a dog was kinda cool. But that was my first real experience with “Don’t assume the sequel to this great thing is going to be any good”.
I don’t know why I sometimes have that reaction (Sam’s salsa) but other times not. I chalked it up to any produce situation—you might get a good, ripe, ready product or you might not.
Another situation: peeing after eating asparagus. I have a pretty good recipe for asparagus soup (includes leeks, greek yogurt, lemon juice) and either my pee doesn’t stink or I lack the receptors to detect it. Mrs. L says she absolutely smells it when she pees. I’m pretty sure she’s been in the bathroom after me but she’s never noticed it.
Buttermilk. Looooong ago, my grandfather would tell me stories of how he loved delicious, delicious buttermilk as a kid; how it was the perfect combination of butter and whole milk, how he’d drink it as a treat, etc. So I was quite anxious to try it as a 6 year old who already loved butter and milk.
So he poured me a glass, I eagerly gulped it down, and promptly barfed it all over the place.
I have tried it many times since, thinking for sure that my tastes had changed. Nope, it still triggers a ‘spoiled milk’ response for me. Though I do use it in cooking, where it’s a delicious ingredient. Go figure.
Dune. I tried reading it in college and gave up in 50 pages or so. I have friends who read the whole series and keep telling me how good it is, so last summer I tried again. Nope. Chucked it after page 12.
I’ve read all of the Game of Thrones books, the Earth’s Children series, Lord of the Rings and all of its side paraphernalia but I can’t get through Dune at all.
You just reminded me: the Lord Of The Rings trilogy.
When I was - oh - fourteen, I got The Hobbit and the Lord Of The Rings out of the local public library. Didn’t think too much of The Hobbit but loved Lord Of The Rings.
Around the age of - oh - thirty, I thought I’d treat myself and reread them. Off to the (different) public library. Loved The Hobbit! - loved it so much that I couldn’t wait to reread Lord Of The Rings.
I gave it more than a fair shake, but eventually you have to accept that it’s not working. Then I took everything back to the library.
Sorry to flog this dead horse, but someone has to mention: “Last Man on Earth”. I hoped for “The Martian” but with an average man as the protagonist. Instead I got…well, you know.
The Stephen KIng novel 11/22/63. Someone finds a way to travel back in time and prevents the Kennedy assassination. Then the person finds out that the effect on subsequent history is horrible and has to go back and return history to it’s original path. For me, the book seemed to be written from some bag of writers “tricks”.
Ooh, exactly what I hate in books. Clive Cussler is a mighty offender, and so are several others. I do not live for plot twists that don’t make sense. I sense these guys learned how to write papers that overfilled their class requirements of “minimum 5 pages” but truly had nothing to do with the subject at hand.
