Honestly, I’m surprised this conversation went on as long as it did. This doesn’t contain a recipe, but we started by talking like pirates, so I post this in honor of International Talk Like a Pirate Day.
Either this is a really lazy way of making twice baked potatoes, or this person walked through the room a couple of times while watching someone else make twice baked potatoes and figured they had it down. Perhaps it is a food all its own though. I guess we won’t know until we try it.
Also, I’m kind of fed up with potatoes. Unless I get a really funny or interesting recipe for them, I don’t really want to eat any more of them.
This long conversation gave incredible insight into this Norway’s culture. It makes me simultaneously want to go to and avoid Norway. The recipe didn’t come out until near the end, so feel free to skip down about two-thirds of the way.
Another thing, I thought potatoes were the vegetable that could be prepared in an infinite number of ways. Why do we only get recipes for “roasted or boiled with brown sauce?” Personally, I like my potatoes like I like my Omegos: Baked.
I’m not sure what to say about this one, other than that I feel bad for people who have to interact with this person in real life.
This long and drawn out conversation ended with a totally legitimate recipe for cookies. It’s not as authentic and made up as what we often strive for here at Strangereats, but it is a recipe nonetheless.
To me, calling a pizza homemade when the only part you’ve made is the crust seemed like taking too much credit. But as I don’t expect the cheese or other toppings to be homemade, I guess it’s fine to put the sauce on the topping side of the line just this once. Be warned: This is the slippery slope that led to nobody being able to cook.
This recipe for Bibimbap comes from a Korean who doesn’t do a lot of cooking, apparently because his English is too hard. It’s really too bad he can’t soften it up a little bit, he seemed knowledgeable enough about food.
Victory! Finally, a viable recipe. The brown sauce which consisted of nothingness worried me at first, but my new Omego from Sweden clarified quickly enough.
In Holland, they apparently like to glue multiple sandwiches together with melted cheese. Funny, seems like something we would have invented in America. It’s OK, we didn’t invent the sandwich, but we can invent the Hot Cheese Glue Gun that will make them easy to make without a grill.