Last night, my wife made a soup that was out of this world – a vegetarian soup with kale and white beans and sweet potato. Now, my wife is, in general, a decent cook, but there are few things she makes that I rave about. But, as I said, this soup was fabulous, one of the best things she ever made.
Of course, I had to look into the ingredients, and was not all that surprised to learn that the magic ingredient was vegetarian bouillon cubes – or in other words, MSG. What a difference-maker that stuff is! It’s like there’s a font of deliciousness in this world, and its name is MSG.
So that’s my little paean to MSG. I just wish it didn’t feel so much like cheating.
It must be good, considering the sheer number of food items you find it in. Unfortunately, there’s a few of us with internal plumbing that’s intolerant of MSG. It would give me a perforated duodenal ulcer and I’d be in agony for several days if I ever ate anything with a lot of it in it, like Chinese food. I guess One man’s meat is another man’s poison and all that.
MSG, it’s one of my secret ingredients too. My roommate swears her head will explode if she consumes a single molecule of it, but she loves my cooking and I never tell her it’s in there. Of course, I wouldn’t do that if I hadn’t already seen her consume foods I knew contained it. But I swear, 49 out of 50 people who say they’re sensitive to it aren’t.
Nope. I went “MSG… now why do I recognize that… somewhere in the past… Hey, wait a minute - It’s Michael Shenker Group…! Somebody writing a thread about how he/she loves Michael Shenker Group?! That can’t be.”
And of course, it wasn’t.
