Ah, “Epic Meal Time.” The culinary insanity of their adventures entertains me far more than it should.
:dubious: Standard commercial canning practices?
The mac & cheese variations are downright genius.
I was going to say, even proper home canning has shelf lives extending over a year. Even just salt and meat can preserve it for years (see prosciutto.)
I noticed that “Simply Sara” last posted a recipe over 3 years ago. Let’s hope it’s because she had a gastric bypass and got healthy, instead of that she succumbed to her cooking…
All 7 of her videos were posted on the same day. I’m not sure if they were originally posted with comments disabled, but I can’t imagine that if they weren’t they were tolerable for very long. I don’t know what drove her to do it, if she thought she could become a youtube cooking personality and quit when she got too much backlash or if she was playing some long con or what. But all posted on the same day sort of screams ulterior motive to me.
Oh my god, there is nothing about that video that I like from the food to the editing to the filming to the repeated ejaculations of SAOWse.
No, originally there were comments. Very, very nasty comments. I mean, you really have to wonder about internet posters sometimes. They present a hideous side to human nature.
I’m not surprised that the comments were disabled.
WORD! I can cook ANYTHING from scratch, a hundred times better than canned and boxed, but all I hear is whining. “My mom didn’t make it like this…OMG is that a MUSHROOM? This tastes funny!” Duh, that’s because ‘Mom’ had a very narrow list of name-brand-only boxes and cans she would open so Widdle Fussy Babby would actually eat something, sitting there like king of shit in his high chair.
Sounds like they’ve got you dancing to their tune. One of my mothers best pithy sayings: Dinner’s ready; if you don’t like it, dinner’s over and you’re welcome to cook for yourself.
Your mother is cordially invited to try that on my sister when she was 8 years old and see how effective it is.
Eight is old enough to learn how to cook some simple things.
That’s pretty much how I grew up. With 5 kids in my family, the idea that my mother would cook something special just for me was insane. The kids ate what was served or we went hungry, and the food served was geared towards my Dad’s preferences, not what the kids wanted. We had real meals, and were expected to eat adult-type food, at least for dinners, once we got older enough to not be on infant/toddler-type food. I remember eating more than a few dinners that I didn’t especially like, including the dreaded liver-and-onions. But I lived through it.
It loosened up some by the time I was a teenager and could fix a sandwich if I didn’t like what my Mom had made, and (being the youngest) I was the only kid left living at home. And even then, I remember getting in fights with my Mom, because she was upset that she cooked a whole dinner and I didn’t eat any. I can understand that now, but as a teenager, I sure didn’t get it.
That would have been a joy, if we could have gotten her to just make herself a piece of toast with jelly.
What, do you seriously think she’d starve?
She sure seemed set on it. Making casseroles without onions or mushrooms seemed like a better use of everyone’s time than having a gigantic fight every dinnertime.
If you are making a soup or stew, add a dab of vegemite, it is that hydrolyzed yeast taste that is missing.
Where is that barfy smily?
I prefer Swedish Epic Mealtime It has to be a labor of love, I would not want to have to clean up after filming!
I started learning to cook when I was 7 or so. I made my first souffle at 8 [under supervision, but I did everything myself] My first food ever made was a simple egg custard, which remains to this day my absolute favorite dessert. [And it can be made with liquid splenda and taste just like regular custard!!!] I see absolutely no reason the stupid kid can’t be set down in the kitchen with a bag of bread, a jar of peanut butter, a jar of jelly and a butterknife. You won’t eat what everybody else is having, make your own. She can certainly learn to use a can opener and a microwave.
I can understand that some kids are picky eaters due to supertaster issues or needing a sense of control in their lives. But refusing to put cereal in a bowl or some peanut butter on bread is… wow.
She wouldn’t have eaten it. She would have thrown a tantrum and chucked it all at your head. If you sent her to her room, she wouldn’t stay there and if by some miracle, you did manage to keep her in her room, she’d scream and cry bloody murder for literally hours on end. And she would do this every. night. I guarantee you, every single person saying, “this is dinner, eat it.” would fold within a week were they to face my sister as a child.
She’s perfectly lovely now, for the record.
How about that? The Flying Jacob made the cut, but only as “Regular Ordinary Swedish Meal Time.”