Comments: One evening on Oasis, I joined a dozen other passengers at the ship’s Chef’s Table, in a private dining room on Deck 12.
Gay food for a gay dude.
Posted by Fat Man at October 28, 2014 8:22 PM
Disgusting. I'll stick with fried chicken and pork chops.
Posted by Jack at October 28, 2014 8:45 PM
Meat, potatoes, done. most food is merely fuel.
Spam, Cheez Whiz, Campbell soups, here is a place I get recipes from:
http://www.spam.com/#sound-delicious
Posted by chasmatic at October 28, 2014 11:24 PM
The 220,000 tons of fun, is that the passengers after stuffing their gulletts with all that shit?
Posted by Doug at October 29, 2014 2:16 AM
The rest of the time was spent in the stateroom sicker than hell from some shipboard illness.
Also consider how many Muslims and blacks work pnboard messing with your food, doing who knows what to it.
Posted by Vermont Woodchuck at October 29, 2014 6:20 AM
I feel sorry for anyone who has to get their jollies from food. My kind uses food for energy to get our jollies in more athletic ways.
Posted by BillH at October 29, 2014 7:28 AM
Zesting a lemon is actually pretty easy and gives amazing flavor. Cooking doesn't have to be twee and ridiculous like this stuff, but the core of what they cooked here is pretty solid. Chefs just feel the need to be (or seem) unique and do something different from others.
And the more people like Vermont Woodchuck post here the less I want to even read this blog.
Posted by Christopher Taylor at October 29, 2014 7:38 AM
How darling! Midget-sized portions of gay entrees!
I would eat this stuff, and then go the ship's main buffet for the real feast, where I'd hope to find plenty of "Elvis Food."
But then, I wouldn't be on this cruise at all, as I'd dare not bend over the buffet tables.
Posted by DonRodrigo at October 29, 2014 9:58 AM
What is it Christopher about reality that upsets you? Just who in hell do you think work those cruise ships, Emeril Lagasse's family?
Do you remember Jesse Jackson's statement about spitting in the salads of the white folks. Yeah, thought so.
Posted by Vermont Woodchuck at October 29, 2014 10:05 AM
Lobster "medallions"?
Really?
Bare hands, butter, and a bucket thank you.
"(Rip) their little heads off, and nibble on their tiny feet"
Posted by CaptDMO at October 29, 2014 10:17 AM
Though the food portions might have been miniscule that is not what would have irritated me the most. Its the ceremony behavior that would have galled me to no end, prompting me to do what DonRodrigo said - head for where the real food is.
Grilled 24oz porterhouse, baked potato, salad, sweet tea
The ultimate meal.
Posted by ghostsniper at October 29, 2014 2:58 PM
One word comes to mind:
dec•a•dent
adj.
Being in a state of decline or decay.
Marked by or providing unrestrained gratification; self-indulgent.
Characterized by decay or decline, as in being self-indulgent or morally corrupt.
(Literary & Literary Critical Terms) belonging to a period of decline in artistic standards.
Posted by Flyover Pilgrim at October 29, 2014 3:24 PM
"... And the more people like Vermont Woodchuck post here the less I want to even read this blog ..."
Chris: where is that coming from? As long as you're naming names why don't you give us a list of "people like Vermont Woodchuck" that post here?
Maybe we can all get together and address our comments to you personally.
Posted by chasmatic at October 29, 2014 10:01 PM
I go out of my way to piss certain people off.
Posted by ghostsniper at October 30, 2014 10:05 AM