haloumi is the new bacon
Food
I have often said that one of the few things I miss about being vegetarian is toasted bacon sandwiches on a Saturday morning when I'm suffering from a hangover. Nothing like one of those suckers, a strong, bitter long black and some fresh orange juice to put the hangover back in its place.
However, I miss it no more! Yes, you heard right, haloumi is the new bacon. It is interesting how somethimes humanity's greatest advances are hit upon by pure chance: Newton's apple, Darwins's finches, Einstein's haircut all bear this trait and the discovery of haloumi being the new bacon is no exception. This, this is its story.
Upon arriving home tonight, I was faced with nothing in the pantry except an inoperative ADSL connection and just enought to make penne vodka - a fine emergency pasta receipe, but that is another story for another day. Deciding a cold b33r was in order before embarking on yet another emergency dinner, I reached into the fridge and noticed I still had some haloumi left. This in itsself is not a notable discovery - I often stock haloumi after being introduced to it (hat-tip to Bek) but the only other foodstuff available was some frozen bread - also excellent for emergency dinners and, as it turns out, provoking fate.
It was only while the haloumi was frying and the bread toasting that suddenly two plus two suddently equalled five! This toast was no mere side to the haloumi's main, the two were meant for each other from the start! Butter was slapped onto toast, toast was thrown forthwith into the pan and shortly thereafter, the two were united in salty, culinary bliss, with just a bit of hot tomato chutney and a squeeze of fresh lemon to sweeten the deal.
Thus, the toasted haloumi sandwitch was born and I, at long last, was freed of the last shackles of the meat market. Hurrah!
Comments
Nice. Though I can't help thinking haloumi _and_ bacon would rock even harder.
Posted by: Paul Hoadley on May 5, 2006 08:22 AM
No no no nononononono... *I'm not listening!* Lalalalala...
Posted by: Mike on May 5, 2006 12:01 PM
A few summers back I spent a few hours at a piggery on a 40 degree day. There were pigs in pens too small for the sow to turn around, crushed piglets that had turned a purple/black (crushed accidentally by mum) and dead pigs being piled up by a front-end-loader (due to heat stroke). The smell was a combination of bacon and shit and was so strong it travelled for kilometres and after a few minutes I was dry retching just from breathing. It stayed on my hands and in my hair and clothes for a few days. After that the thought of bacon anytime of the day doesn't really 'do it for me'.
Posted by: toto on May 5, 2006 03:32 PM
Funnily enough, haloumi was also my hangover-bacon for the three years I was a vego. Oh baby, more lemon juice...
Regarding the other thing: commercial mass-market piggeries are indeed awful. Though not necessarily any more awful than other large-scale animal farms :(
Posted by: Joel on May 5, 2006 08:33 PM
that's not how you spell sandwich mike. fix it.
Posted by: annamartine on May 6, 2006 04:05 PM
In other news, I declare speeling to be optional! Yay!
Posted by: Mike on May 12, 2006 09:54 AM
"in the meat market of life, Mike, you are the prime rib". No doubt.
Posted by: j-girl on May 15, 2006 12:35 PM
Occasionay I remember that my alltimefavoriteGEEK, is so much more than that alone... not that you'd realise sometimes, but this Geek who woud only adopt the trait of a NERD if it "bought" him closer to some Godlike perfection... HE is also (an idea that you may well have laughed at a decade ago & certainly would have been laughed at, in disbeief at [even], _TWO decades_ ago (... @ this point, i've decieded, brevity, modesty, dipomacy & secracy are now in order for this communication!)), ... a savvy, sexxy G E N I U S !
Posted by: _Ignoramas et_ COMPUTER on May 29, 2006 04:57 AM
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