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5 May 2008 food

What has this dessert topping come to?

When I was growing up in Texas, it was a dark, dark time for milk-derived food items. The “authorities” were telling everyone how evil butter was, and how you should use this wonderful almost-kinda-like-sorta-butter margerine, that was really little more than highly processed food “products”. Whipped cream was evil, but you should eat all the “Cool Whip” you want. I just don’t get it. Sadly, there are people who still think Cool Whip is the best thing to put on top of … well, probably some other mass-produced, engineered food product.

Now I’m not one to tell you that putting some artificially engineered vaguely creamy whipped product on top of your high-fructose corn syrup diabetic dessert disaster is a bad idea; it’s all just personal taste. But for the love of all that is creamy, pick up the damned spoon and don’t make someone put it in a damned can so you can spray it into your mouth when nobody is looking!

Or, better yet, pick up that whisk and a container of heavy cream and make your own “whipped topping” that will taste 10,000x better, and is also healthier for you. Your taste buds will thank you, as will the environment.

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No question, making whipped cream from scratch is best. But if you need a little convenience now and then, try Reddi-wip. At least it’s made from real cream! I’m giving away 3 prize packages over on Glam Dish that include bakeware, a cookbook and coupons for Reddi-wip. Check it out!

“At least it’s made from real cream”. There’s the silver lining.

Reddi-wip, lilke bug spray doesn’t always work. Why, I remember using it to top off a peanut butter peach pie I was so proud of only to find that, when using Reddi-wip, a rank, reek, putrid and pungent liquid shot all over the pie not only ruining it for me but also disqualifying me from the Wyoming State Fair. It was such an embarrassment!

I so wanted to believe in your silver lining so continued to support you until the tragedy happened where our lives were changed forever:

Timmy, my nephew, was such a fine young lad and an honor roll student on his way to become something great. We just knew it! Well, being a youngin’, naturally, anything that looks goodntastynsweet..you get my point.
This time, however, the goodntastynsweet that little Timmy was oh so looking forward to getting (through the nozzle of the can to his lips) was not to be had.
I still drive by that lot where our house once stood. Recently, I thought I saw a wild flower trying to just make it in the midst of all that burnt grass.
We miss Timothy dearly however we’re really thankful that the fire chief was able to gather up enough of his ashes for us to memorialize in our urn.

Perhaps, too, there’s a little bit of Timothy in that wildflower I once saw. Just trying to make it on his own.

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