It Came From My Cupboard: Oily Confessions

by Robrt L. Pela This just in from the Snooty Boots Dept.: Mr. Grossman and I only consume olive oil imported from France. I know, I know. I'm pretentious. But the trouble is we bought some of this stuff from a moulin in Callas, a Provencal village known for its...
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by Robrt L. Pela

This just in from the Snooty Boots Dept.: Mr. Grossman and I only consume olive oil imported from France.

I know, I know. I’m pretentious. But the trouble is we bought some of this stuff from a moulin in Callas, a Provencal village known for its olive oil. We brought it back to the states with us and, after that, regular olive oil from Safeway tasted like airplane glue.

Here are some foodstuff confessions that will hopefully counteract my snotty attitude about the olive oil situation: I like to eat generic sandwich cookies from Circle K. Also Nacho Cheese Doritos. And when I make guacamole for myself, I just mash up an avocado and dump mayonnaise on top of it.

Okay? Not so snooty.

(But, seriously, if you haven’t eaten good olive oil, give it a whirl.)

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