By Jan Jackson for One Pan Annie
If confession is good for the soul, then my soul is in good shape. I’ve confessed twice now in as many weeks. Here is what happened.
I went to the supermarket for two items. Fresh mushrooms and a halogen lightbulb for the lamp I use to knit by. They had the mushrooms, but not the lightbulb. So, to make up for my disappointment, I bought a package of what I thought was going to be onion rings.
I was surprised to find there were no onions in them, but the perfect little useless rings of fat and salt were tasty, so I ate them.
The fine food-processing folks assured me (in writing as you can see) that these light and crispy rings were cooked to golden perfection and seasoned with just the right amount of flavor to satisfy even the most discriminating palate. They invited me to open the bag and treat my taste buds to an exotic adventure.
Here are the ingredients:
Yellow corn flour
White rice flour
Corn oil
Sunflower oil and/or safflower oil
Salt
Dextrose
Dehydrated potato
Onion powder
Whey powder
Sugar
Hydrolyzed soy
Corn gluten
Wheat gluten proteins
Maltodextrin
Torula yeast
Malic acid
Garlic powder
Natural flavor
Romano cheese (milk, cheese cultures, salt, enzymes)
Disodium inosinate
Disodium guanylate
Spices
Glory be!!! How do I prepare my delicate internal organs for ingesting a mess of stuff like that? I can’t. I can only apologize to them.
Shame on me.
