I’m a well-fed person who enjoys life, in all its sensory opportunities… so I don’t often get a powerful craving for anything. I’m just not hungry enough.
On the rare occasion I *do *get a craving, though, it is always for bibimbap. White rice, crunchy on the edges… thick, fatty egg yolks melting between the grains… the bright crunch of spring onions and vinegar pickle… salty soy sauce and (my personal touch) sa cha adding umami depth… crispy furikake… the velvety burn of chili sauce. Nothing hits the spot like my homemade bibimbap.
A bloody, med-rare steak. I like to serve it over a rice pilaf so the juices bleed into the rice. The rice basically soaks it up like a sponge that makes for quite the tasty treat.
I intentionally don’t rest my steaks for maximum “bloody-ness”.
Today it was chocolate soft-serve ice cream, in a simple cake cone. Why oh why doesn’t any place sell chocolate soft-serve any more? It seems everyone only has vanilla.
Usually chocolate, ice cream, or soda, although I’ve been able to switch to diet soda. Occasionally steak (sometimes particularly with fried onions and/or mushrooms), or salmon sashimi.
KFC original recipe with mashed potatoes & gravy, but I know how bad it is in so many ways. The cravings don’t quit until I feed them, though. One time I managed to avoid the Colonel for a year but thought about it several times a week until I finally gave in.
Today it’s Twizzlers. That will last until I have a few. Yum.
About once a year I get a craving for made-from-scratch-with-real-ingredients banana creme pie. Fortunately I have found a pie place locally that will make me one the way I like it. I’ll devour that thing like there’s no tomorrow, and then I’m perfectly fine until the next year.
The other food item that occasionally haunts my dreams is Arby’s Beef and Cheddar, smothered with 1 packet each of Arby-Q sauce and 1 packet of Horsey Sauce. I would say I indulge in this little bun full of goodness about once every 2 months.
The kind of pizza they have in Ohio, where I grew up. Like Donato’s or Marion’s. It does not exist in Seattle, as far as I can tell. I love it out here, but definitely look forward to pizza night when we go back to visit family!
Kind of weird considering I’m a Midwestern girl of largely Northern European extraction, but … yeah. It’s just about perfect. I wrote the OP while waiting for the rice to cook, and my mouth was literally watering the whole time.
Almost always it is restaurant food. Fast food restaurant or real food restaurant, but restaurant food. If I get a powerful craving for something that’s non-restaurant related, I just make it myself.
I love many types of food, but only get really get a craving after a good night’s drinking. For Sbarro’s spaghetti and meatball. Yes, meatball. And I don’t really even like Sbarro’s.
My two big ones are at the opposite end of the spectrum.
Tom Kha Gai
That Thai coconut milk/chicken soup. Especially if I have a cold or something. But occasionally just that’s all my mind can think of. (Houston folk, Nit Noi’s is the best I’ve found.)
Chicken Fried Steak (with mashed LUMPY potatoes and peppered cream gravy all over everything and maybe some corn (if I want a “vegetable”) )
The soup I’ll get several times a year, at least once a month, probably. Though I look like I eat CFS every day, I really do try not to do that very often. So about twice a year, I say, “Take THAT! heart!” and do it.
I’ve tried making both at home. The soup turned out okay, not great. (I cheaped out on getting all the ingredients, frankly.) I could make it in a pinch. The CFS also was good, not great–but turned my kitchen into a flour/grease-filled monster I Love Lucy style mess. Ugh, never again.
Never.
Right now I could kill (or at least smack someone) for some cuttlefish. I have no idea why. I was home a couple of weeks ago; Mom asked beforehand “any menu requests?” and “trout the Navarrese way” (cleaned but otherwise whole, fried with a slice of serrano inside) came out before my brain even got the message. I crave both pretty frequently.
For a couple of years when I was in college I’d get cravings for canned sardines in tomato sauce. Apparently sardines have a ton of good minerals, I must have been missing some of them in the rest of my diet.
Well, you just about wrote my post. (No corn with the CFS, though–I’ll take some tomatoes with vinaigrette. And put a little sausage in the gravy, please.) I like the Tom Yum whatever with the shrimp, also…and it is so good when you are sick! I’ve made it a couple times, even with more-or-less correct ingredients. It’s good, but tastes so much better when I don’t have to make it. I also get huge cravings for beef Ho Fun noodles. I don’t even like noodles/pasta as a rule, but this stuff is why they were invented. I like mine pretty spicy, with mushrooms, cilantro and lots of that black bean paste. I do a pretty fair rendition at home, although I have to swap in other noodles sometimes.
Others: I can only go so long without an Italian Beef sandwich or a gyro, even a crappy version. Other times, when I’m feeling run down, I just want a giant bowl of mashed potatoes, or refried beans with cheese and hot sauce. Every so often I get the urge to eat my weight in grilled cheese sandwiches. The only regular craving I get is for rare roast beef or steak. I could eat that every day. And is anything better than a slice of cold roast beef at midnight with a smear of salted butter on it?
This morning I woke up with a craving for White Castle, of all things. I blame you guys. :mad:
(No corn with the CFS, though–I’ll take some tomatoes with vinaigrette. And put a little sausage in the gravy, please.) I like the Tom Yum whatever with the shrimp, also…and it is so good when you are sick! I’ve made it a couple times, even with more-or-less correct ingredients. It’s good, but tastes so much better when I don’t have to make it. I also get huge cravings for beef Ho Fun noodles. I don’t even like noodles/pasta as a rule, but this stuff is why they were invented. I like mine pretty spicy, with mushrooms, cilantro and lots of that black bean paste. I do a pretty fair rendition at home, although I have to swap in other noodles sometimes.