Salsa
on December 27, 2019 at 1:01 amChapter: What If...? Walky Went To College
Characters: Joyce Brown, Sal Walters
Location: Joyce and Walky's apartment
Here’s an instance of me giving Joyce my food neuroses. By Dumbing of Age, they’d definitely be her thing.
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Wasn’t there a fan animation of this?
Totally OT, but: We’re catching up on Mr. Robot. Our protagonist has spent its entirety tilting against “E Corp”, and the show is now in some AU arc where he’s fighting “F Corp”.
My wife wants to know what I find so damned funny, and all I can sputter out is “SEMMF!”
It will not be ketchup. It would be like a processed crunchy nut butter which is like…
… look, less ingredients is more.
?? How would it be like nut butter? Aside from being homogeneous, which ketchup also is?
Personally, it sounds to me like what Joyce needs to get is the “taco sauce” that’s next to the Salsa in an upright bottle with a 1-inch lid (rather than the wide lid of a salsa container) – it’s generally smooth.
Wouldn’t running the salsa in a blender until it’s smooth accomplish the same thing?
Taco sauce could be nice, as seeing flecks of peppers and onions in home-blended salsa can also induce stress – home blenders aren’t usually 100%
Out-of-home eating, though, is another problem.
*yeets all bottles of chunky salsa and bowls of pico*
I had some of that at a summer camp up at U of Washington. The other campers knew I was from NM so on “Mexican night” they urged me to give my opinion on the salsa. As far as I can tell the recipe was to put an onion and tomato six inches away from a glass of water, then serve the water. They said it was spicy.
Gringos.
Should’ve responded “I didn’t know La Croix made salsa!”
I like savory with a bit of heat better than “set your mouth ablaze” hot. The Newman’s Own medium and hot varieties are pretty good.
This was in 2000, before La Croix.
I am probably older than you (common disclaimer), and I remember a Montreal Expos’ ballplayer’s wife mentioning about how you couldn’t get nachos at Stade Olympique. She wasn’t complaining, but just noting the difference between there and San Diego.
A ballpark without nachos. Even the gringo version of them.
Now, that was (mumblemumble) years ago, but shows how food trends used to not spread the way we are used to today.
Yeah, once my mom asked is a restaurant’s fish was fresh and their response was “oh yes, it was flown in this morning.” Back then the rule was don’t get fish in Albuquerque, don’t get burritos in Seattle.
“This stuff’s made in… New York City?”
“NEW YORK CITY??”
I’m 30, gonna be 31 in a few days, and I still prefer to eat my chips without salsa. So I can kinda relate to Joyce’s food neuroses a bit.
Joyce is definitely my spirit animal as far as food neuroses are concerned. “Stuff inside of other food-things” is pretty near the top of the list. (“Foods touching on the plate” and “toppings on pizza that aren’t pepperoni” are high up there too.)
I may not separate every single kind of food, but I’m 100% on Joyce’s side about Salsa. Especially the onion pieces, I can’t stand biting into onion, so I’m always careful when I eat salsa to scoop them all aside.
Who’s calling her “Kid”, though? Whoever they are, they don’t seem to realize/care that salsa is more like liquid jalapeno ketchup.
I’d guess Sal, especially since she’s in the character tags.