Hello, Come in From the Cold...Have Some Poutine...
Come shopping with me at Albertsons...Where we will pick up all the ingredients to make poutine, a Canadian favorite...uh...I mean botch poutine...shame it..."Damn people from the States...can't we have anything of our own?"
Editor's note: Fake egg product in cart was not harmed in the making of this project.
There sure are a lot of gravy powders and jars...Hope I pick the one most fitting...what alarms me, is that it is so cheap...I better keep Jinx and the guys away from it, they might expect it on their kibble all the time...
Hello from Poutine Central. What kept you?
Okay...so I am way too American...and I have the tendancy to screw thing up...Not unlike our politicians...in that case, I must have some partners in crime...two icons of culinary genius, in the U.S...say hello to my little friends....
Hamburger Helping Hand is known to turn a trough of ground beef, sauce, and macaroni into dinner...Pilsbury Dough Boy is an icon of peace, hope, and cresent rolls...
The fries, fried in none other than sunflower oil (thank you, New York Fries)
Reason #509 I do not have kids...I left Mr. Dough Boy near the burner, and he dove right in...3rd degree burns....a few minutes later, Helping Hand had to administer CPR...poor guy...
In the meantime, Gravy is being blasted by thousands of watts of energy...it bubbles, and baubles...its talking, its saying, "I want some fries, ay!"
These fries are "dunzo!"
Uh-oh...better chop the cheese! Since no one here in the States actually knows what Cheese Curd is, we will have to settle for Albertson's String Cheese...Careful with that knife, Helping Hand.......
mmm...sauce...I think?
What a mangled mess of heaven on a plate...
Jinx, you are so un-American...
Editor's note: Fake egg product in cart was not harmed in the making of this project.
There sure are a lot of gravy powders and jars...Hope I pick the one most fitting...what alarms me, is that it is so cheap...I better keep Jinx and the guys away from it, they might expect it on their kibble all the time...
Hello from Poutine Central. What kept you?
Okay...so I am way too American...and I have the tendancy to screw thing up...Not unlike our politicians...in that case, I must have some partners in crime...two icons of culinary genius, in the U.S...say hello to my little friends....
Hamburger Helping Hand is known to turn a trough of ground beef, sauce, and macaroni into dinner...Pilsbury Dough Boy is an icon of peace, hope, and cresent rolls...
The fries, fried in none other than sunflower oil (thank you, New York Fries)
Reason #509 I do not have kids...I left Mr. Dough Boy near the burner, and he dove right in...3rd degree burns....a few minutes later, Helping Hand had to administer CPR...poor guy...
In the meantime, Gravy is being blasted by thousands of watts of energy...it bubbles, and baubles...its talking, its saying, "I want some fries, ay!"
These fries are "dunzo!"
Uh-oh...better chop the cheese! Since no one here in the States actually knows what Cheese Curd is, we will have to settle for Albertson's String Cheese...Careful with that knife, Helping Hand.......
mmm...sauce...I think?
What a mangled mess of heaven on a plate...
Jinx, you are so un-American...
22 Comments:
Does the pillsbury doughboy go "hee hee" when you tickle the tummy?
This looks nasty I hope you kept it down
PHATS SHUT UP!! POUTINE IS AMAZING DONT DISS IT TILL U TRY IT!!!
LOL....
Did it taste the same???
Are you addicted to Ketchup Flavored Lays as well?? That's also veryyyy Canadian!
mmm...poutine....
I am sorry FU, but I aint trying that crap haha I am picky picky eater to begin with!
BLAH
Vive le poutine libre !!!
Poutine & Kraft dinners, that's what Canada is all about.
phats, i know u woulve eaten it if u were here...
fu, no ketchup lays,but how about dill pickle lays? eyy?
shannon, thank you for being a fan of mr. dough boy....
colorado, je veux manger de plus de nourriture [wink wink]
Yum, I think. Wait...do I see a green vegetable in there? Oh, no, it's just some fuzz on my monitor.
I know what cheese curd is; I like it, it is squeaky.
Your food posts crack me up.
I LOVE this post! You are so fun!! I used to live in Montreal and lived on poutine. I have tried to make it before and it's never quite the same. As ugly as the food may be, I have never ever had a more perfect food in my life...
Keep those great posts coming...
LOVE your little kitchen helpers! remember to keep them away from open flames too!
mmm...poutine.
too bad everytime i express my desire for it down here, the locals think i've said "poontang".
as if i don't attract enough weirdos as is......
spinning girl, what is a vegetable? oh, that green stuff on my taco bell chalupas...
thank you, big mama...
design, i lucked out, i didnt have a fire at poutine central...close call...
duff-you crack me up...i guess its all the same sloppy mess...
you are true to your bloggin craft. if loving your food posts is wrong, i don't wanna be right!!!
jinx doesn't know what he's missing. he won't even look at it! hahaha!
i bet Phats would have eaten it too of he was there!
Phats- that's what i'm making for dinner when I come to visit. You will eat it and like it...with no complaints and with a smile on your face.
i love these food posts....and it's funny that the doughboy made an appearance- he was on jamwall's blog recently, too.
it's sentence saturday over on musings- i'd love it if you joined in.......
I'm sure it probably tastes better than it looks....at least I HOPE it does!!...If you look closely at the pics, I could swear I saw the hand push the doughboy in the fire !..Keep an eye on those two !
ha ha superspy...i think your right...and he added something to the gravy that gave me the wicked runs....
amazing ibseahag, my cowbell thoughts and your koko brain waves would meet in such a strange way. its common belief that my cowbell is actually an antenna to recieve koko's esp signals.
usually koko's brain waves have involves
lude suggestions but this time i was hearing chatter about the pilsbury doughboy!
btw, that kitty appears to be sitting as far away as possible from "the mangled piece of heaven."
great post!
oh, my gawd, jamwall!
you were destined to meet a gorilla 8th months after that post you did....
keep the cowbell ringing...i'm following you....
That cat is like, "What the hell is that?"
I think you might have a calling as a caterer. With your pumpkin pie skills and your mangled piece of heaven, you are sitting on a gold mine. By the way, how did heaven taste?
heaven tasted like gristle...
Ummm, ewwwwwwwwww. You seriously crack me up. LOL
good question...i think he would have a lucritive career if wendy's would hire him on, to sell chili...
Puntang should only be in the bedroom...why is it on fries??
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