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"Then why don't you eat something?" she asked.
"It's no use," said the Tiger sadly. "I've tried that, but I always get hungry again."

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December 19, 2003
The Twinkies themselves were... questionable.

The esteemed text adventure game writer and all-round interesting fellow Andrew Plotkin recently wrote an open letter to the past, in the person of the editors of a 1986 SF fanzine. At the end of this letter, he includes a recipe for pickled Twinkies that defies both common sense and the laws of man and God. Let me quote just a bit of it:

The next day, you are faced with the problem of getting the swollen, waterlogged Twinkies out of the jars without causing them to disintegrate. Good luck. I drained as much of the liquid as I could into a bowl, then got a long spoon and sort of scooped the Twinkie out with the jar held sideways. This mostly worked, but there was some cake sludge and some half-dissolved "creme filling" left floating around, and that really was unappetizing.

The Twinkies themselves were... questionable.

My hope, in this alien experiment which no doubt seeped down from the stars long before the scurrying of Man and mortal dessert upon our ancient globe, was to combine the oversweetness and blandness of Twinkies with the very fresh, yin, herbal, sweet-and-sour tang of the pickled plums.

But really, you have to read the whole thing, because it is so worth it. Scroll down or search for "colophon".

PS: Done grading! Done grading! Done grading!

Posted by redfox at December 19, 2003 12:09 AM (recipes)


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