It has been suggested that I discuss Egg Nog and it's different flavors. Here you get to witness one of Ellen's many neurosis on parade. Drinking eggs is so so wrong to me. Yes, I've looked up the recipe and there are some versions of the nog that they cook the eggs. Oh, I'm sure it's very safe and I won't die a slow and torturous death of salmonella. But when faced with nog, my imagination just gets away with me and I am either drinking milk with scrambled egg chunks or I'm contracting noggallolian virus from contaminated eggs which will make my hair and finger nails fall out. I will be hideous! Don't look at me! (Okay I made that second disease up but it sounds bad and you fear it, I know.) Strangely enough, you may drink as much nog in my presence as you'd like. I'm cool with that. It's your funeral, I mean, it's your preference.
However, I am a fan of flavored and souped up drinks. Diet Coke with Lime is off the hook!! Wild Cherry Pepsi is divine. And a soda fountain Vanilla Coke like french kissing an angel. So it's not a flavoring issue.
I did try a sip of homemade nog this year and it was the best I'd had so far. It was really frothy which was just down right fishy to me. Now I'm drinking meringue?
Can you see? I just can't get over it, I'm in my head too much. Eggs we eat, not drink.
Fish are friends, not food.
Sunday, December 19, 2010
NOG!
Posted by Ellen at 8:49 PM
Labels: 12 Days 2010
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2 comments:
YES! My favorite part of this is "like french kissing an angel"
I love you SO MUCH!
Happy Chrismahanakwanzika!
Yes, I understand. I would rather watch a Nicolas Cage movie than eat Mexican food, but I am not opposed to other people eating it in my presence. However, I am opposed to other people watching a Nicolas Cage movie in my presence. Go figure.
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