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harblkun · 1 year
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naps and cuddles for Valentines' Day 💖
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Reinventing the Wheel
Back years ago, when I still ate chicken-n-dumplings on a regular basis because we had no money (yes, it's delicious, but it was also a necessity to fill household bellies), I had used the last of a Thanksgiving turkey to make stock but had not made soup immediately.
I refrigerated the stock, which gelled beautifully, thank you, and was going to make Turkey n'Dumplins for dinner, much to the happiness of my household, when I realized I had no butter or shortening in the house.
Well, hell... How to make dumplins?
The stock had a layer of hardened fat on it, a good half inch thick, so I peeled it off and figured, "Why not?" and used that instead of another sort of fat.
As people who have done this know, it is delicious. In fact, if you're gonna make poultry n'dumplins of any sort, I highly recommend it.
I was talking to a friend about it, excited about how tasty it was, when she laughed a little and said, "What, you think you invented schmaltz?"
I'm a goy, so I had not heard of using schmaltz in cooking or even what it was.
Since that time, I make more of an effort to save rendered fat for other dishes when cooking.
I even feel a little wasteful to discard fat these days and use it when sauteeing food.
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fieriframes · 1 month
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[Four to six hours. And then we'll strain it, and caught the sound of bubbling in the reeds by the bank? Exactly. Now we got some schmaltz.]
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rolandrockover · 5 months
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Paul and the Cheese Drama Pt. 1 of 5
In some ways, you could say that Tonight You Belong to Me represents the beginning of what I call the cheese in Paul's voice, and in his songwriting. Aside from the fact that I consider this song to be one of his best, I really think there couldn't possibly be more schmaltz, pathos, or cheese in the verses. But hey, if you want to get to the sweet fruit, you have to bite through the indigestible shell first, don't you? Ok. Then we better get started, but I warn you, it remains only with the shell in this case. I imagine Paul standing in front of the woman from the song we're talking about here. Of course, with one hand on his heart and the other gesticulating like a suffering poet trying to explain himself, and really hitting the shit out of it. After all, this lady is supposed to be his for the night, no matter how things look for both of them during the day. That would make him pretty much the nemesis of any married man, or at least of any man in a relationship.
2.5 out of 5 cheese points.
Just press play and let this cheese fly around your ears:
Tonight You Belong to Me (1978)
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Let's move on to defendant number two. Also a fan favorite and coincidentally yet again not one of his worst songs, which I learned to appreciate quite late: A Million to One. The reason for the delayed appreciation? The cheese, the schmaltz and the over-the-top pathos in the verses. That comes along in this case with some extra Bayyy-beah's in the form of fistfuls of gluey sugar-honey syrup drops poured viscously on top of the cheese. I tell you, no matter how good it is with the health of the listener of these lines, after that one would be better served with a proper dose of insulin. But that is by no means the only thing they have in common. If the verses of these two songs were to visit the same club separately, you can bet they would be permanently confused with each other. You don't believe that? Listen to it yourself!
3 out of 5 cheese points.
Just press cheese and let the play fly around your ears:
A Million to One (1983)
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Paul and the Cheese Drama Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 & Part 5.
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copperbadge · 2 years
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sorry i guess 'schmaltz of the non-figurative kind' seemed too weird to type. the figurative kind has become rather internet-divisive. in conclusion, chicken fat! thank u
Figurative schmaltz is divisive? Yeah, I guess I can see that if I squint. It's the old debate about whether there's some kind of inherent superiority to specific views of fiction (dark/edgy/gritty, comfort/optimistic/cozy, etc).
I don't think I've ever cooked with schmaltz and possibly haven't even ever eaten food made with it. For that kind of thing in my family we just used leftover beef fat or Crisco, I think, generally speaking. I do remember the first time I made (American) biscuits for someone and they were horrified I made them with Crisco. It had never struck me as particularly odd.
I really should learn more about it, but even in my forays into Jewish cooking I haven't encountered it super often. I don't know chemically what advantages it might have -- I can't imagine it has a very high smoke point, but I'll bet it gives a pretty good flavor when used as a fat in cooking (as opposed to a frying medium).
In terms of characters, which you were asking about, I think the obvious characters to address it are the Foodieverse folks and Eddie Rambler; I can imagine Eddie, even as much of a foodie as he is, might have a similar reaction to me -- a lack of knowledge almost akin to "don't know what I don't know" but certainly he'd be curious. Simon, the palace chef, grew up cooking traditional Ashkenazi fare before his culinary training so he could undoubtedly give him some pointers. (I had the most astonishing German hot potato salad a few months ago from a barbecue joint in Texas that used grease from their brisket in the dressing; I bet potato salad is amazing when it's dressed with a bit of schmaltz.)
As for Foodieverse, Steve's the kind of guy who would know the basics; Bruce, possibly, too, given Bruce's culinary education was super eclectic. I think Tony probably believes there are oils that are superior for just about anything you can do with animal fats. I would be willing to bet of all of them, Sam's probably the one who knows the most, given he's big into folk-culture food and there's a reasonable crossover between Jewish and African American food traditions, particularly Sephardic Jewish cooking.
In any case, as for literary schmaltz, I'm of the opinion that there's no genre of writing that can't be done well if approached properly; as a genre term it carries a whiff of negativity with it, but really what else is the Shivadhverse but schmaltz and the occasional terrible pun? :D
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punkrockmixtapes · 1 year
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Listen to: The Boy Considers His Haircut by Spanish Love Songs
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abuddyforeveryseason · 7 months
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Good Grief! Is this the Buddy for August 18th? I'd rather have a rock.
It's clear I didn't draw it, I just modified a drawing (it's from Wikipedia, but the original is clearly by Charles Schultz). It's Good Ol' Charlie Brown! How I hate him!
I've read my share of Peanuts strips. Who hasn't? But what I really remember is a story I read in a short essays collection about "Sparky" - the essay was talking about how Sparky was bad at everything, couldn't kick a football, couldn't fly a kite, couldn't hit a baseball... then in the end, it's revealed that Sparky was Charles Schultz's nickname as a kid. Just goes to show, even someone who thinks he isn't good at anything can become a famous and beloved comic strip artist.
But, when I read that, all I could think was, I've always wanted to be a comic strip artist, and I was never good enough for that. Good Grief!
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soul-ishah · 2 years
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Here we goooo
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antifacountryfella · 2 years
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Well, I want to wake up and maybe be better I want to come through and not be second guessed I want to find the money to fix my nose And learn to sing without pacing I don't want to be depressed I want to find a haircut that fits me That hasn't been stolen by Nazis I'll settle for some rest I'm trying to move on I'm trying to feel more important I want to feel fine I swear I'm trying to be my best
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blackirishweab · 2 years
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I highly recommend making your own schmaltz. Even if you don’t want to use the actual schmaltz for anything, the crunchy chicken skin chips make the entire experience worth it.
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harblkun · 2 years
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( ´ ▽ ` ).。o♡
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'Cause I’ve lived my whole life so afraid of getting hurt
That I’ve never really been hurt
And the best I can hope is to zone out in a room
Full of people that I don’t know
On a hospital bed, is that too obvious?
I can say I want to heal, I can say I want to change
But really
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mattapsi · 12 days
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(The Ageing Hippy ( a.k.a. Matt Apsi )) Just done !
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fieriframes · 2 years
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[You got schmaltz all over me!]
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rolandrockover · 4 months
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Paul and the Cheese Drama Pt. 3 of 5
In the first half of the 80s, many roads led to the cheese. For Paul. In Danger it is happily only the chorus that got the brunt, whereat the rest of the song is simply drenched in pathos and drama. How best to describe it, it's another one of those with the poet with the pretentiously held up hand suffering so super, but in Danger more of a stirring nature and with a raised fist, but that makes it only marginally unschmaltzy. Be that as it may, for a long time I had a hard time with this song exactly because of that, but fortunately these times are long gone, too, and as a cheese lover I have even grown quite fond of this thunderous stinker. What's left to say, except that while Paul runs the risk of choking on the cheese dumpling in his throat, this song is nothing but pretty good nonetheless, I must admit.
2.5 out of 5 cheese points.
Danger (1982)
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With our second candidate, Exciter, also an uptempo song, everything seems to start pretty normal and uncheesy for our listening habits, but already from the third line of lyrics it becomes very clear that there is something else in the room, that suddenly and quite obtrusively makes itself felt. And again it is of course our big, fat elephant, only this time in a yellow disguise made of cheese. Paul still sounds energetic and even downright beastly at the beginning, which is only intensified by the guitar riff, but this promise quickly tips over into some kind of a Musical. And it's not really one of those… good ones, but rather more of the other sort. Paul, the noble, battle-ready knight, towers and rides up with spear in hand. Yes, there we have it again, Paul and his raised fist, galloping to infect us with his excitement, and sometimes he even looks at us for a brief moment with wide open eyes and whispers to us what he is. What a great song, catchy as hell, and sometimes equally hard to bear. Anyway, I kinda love it.
3.5 out of 5 cheese points.
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Exciter (1983)
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Paul and the Cheese Drama Part 1, Part 2, Part 4 & Part 5.
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okierazorback · 9 months
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Matrimonial Log – Star Date 5783.172
“Matrimony… the final frontier. These are the voyages of the Starship Casamiento Segundo, its until-death-do-us-part mission… to explore a strange new relationship… to seek out a new life and new adventures… to boldly go where no sane couple has gone before.” It is tough being married to a Yankee. I have what I suppose is a bad habit.  At least I have been told it is a bad habit.  I see it as a…
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