Aspies For Freedom

Pretty much my lunch and dinner always consists of the following (plus whatever fruit we may have):

I take a chunk of ground turkey and mix it with salt, Telicherry pepper, Aniseed, Fennel seed, Aleppo pepper, pepper flakes and chipotle (about a teaspoon of everything except the black pepper, which is like a tablespoon, and the salt: like half a teaspoon).  At various times I've varied the spices somewhat.  Black pepper, salt, and chipotle are the only constants.

I then line a pan with olive oil and press the turkey sausage so flat that it begins to come apart.  I put it back together, and cook it, flpping occasionally, until it starts to blacken on both sides.  The result is something like a soft, spicy jerky.

When I make cocoa, I use about three tablespoons really strong cocoa powder, a tablespoon or so of sugar, large doses of cinnamon, black pepper, and cassia (American cinnamon), and then a dash of cayenne.

Anybody else have really weird recipes of their own that they like but that most sane people would not eat, or is it just me?

When you consider that I used to consider prunes wrapped in American cheese the ultimate appetizer, it could be just me.

Sounds like a nice meal. I presume ground is what we called minced in the UK.

Cooking is getting really boring for me.  My husband is just too picky.  He also does not let me go to the store alone or he will pick up groceries on his way home.  If I need something I can always walk to the store, that is if I have any money.  

Tonight it is going to be beef barley soup with freshly baked bread.  

Turkey really is a useful food but my husband will not eat it with anything other than cranberry sauce so there goes any experimentation.

He also does not let me go to the store alone or he will pick up groceries on his way home. If I need something I can always walk to the store, that is if I have any money.

How does he stop you?

Well, he does not stop me from going out really.  It is that he is always wanting to know where I am, where I am going.  He is really afraid of something or someone.  There was a man who was obsessed with me a few years ago.  But I am easily fooled by people I know (not strangers so much)  so my husband thinks something bad might happen to me.  

Having no money usually is why I stay inside.  I would have to take a bus or train to go anywhere except walk around the neighbourhood.  Bus fares just went up.  So now, I could go somewhere on the bus maybe once a week but other than the library or shopping where can I go that is free?  My immediate neighbourhood is some kind of cultural void.

Probably.  
Over here minced means "diced really small."
You mean basically "ground up into atoms and then run through a shredder of some sort producing long, thin easily broken strands?"

Nice thing is my parents long ago gave up trying to get me eating at the table.

Of course, that it's an industrial brand makes me somewhat concerned about how much offal I'm consuming.  I try not to think much on it.

You could buy whole pieces of meat and grind it yourself.

My mother buys the stuff.
And as I understand, ground meat is generally cheaper precisely because the ground meat is largely the stuff no sane person would choose to eat.

I stopped eating ground beef after I found about my third piece of gristle in my mouth.

Anywhen, my little brother eats at least as much of it as I do (and for him, it's not a full meal in itself), and my mother eats some occasionally, so we go through it really quickly.  I'd be unlikely to convince her to buy turkey that's much better for you.  

I know enough about poultry to know that caged turkey's generally stuffed with enough hormones and antibiotics to kill a horse, and free-range turkey is insanely expensive.

Thanks though, I'll bring it up some time when it seems appropriate anywhen.  Often she surprises me with what she'll actually buy if I ask, it's just difficult.  (Oranges for example, she almost never buys in large numbers until they hit the end of the season, when they are cheaper, but practically inedible.  I don't like navals though.  Blood and Mineola and Mandarin though this last is rare outside of cans and half-dried clementines).

When I made spaghetti sauce, I use half ground beef and half texturized soy protein (TVP).  We do not like TVP on its own but in a mixture, it is good.

I have a reputation for my cooking.  It's not *bad*, it's just that absolutely no one but me ever likes it because my tastes are rather odd.  I remember the last time my parents were flying out to visit, I called my mom beforehand and mentioned that we might stay in a couple of nights and cook, and she yelled across the house to my dad, "Peter!  We'd better bring bribes -- Angela's threatening to cook again!"  -_-;

I can't take hot-spicy food (I'm allergic to black pepper and also something in most hot-spicy foods), so I tend to go way overboard on spices I can handle and do enjoy, like garlic and cinnamon (cinnamon is great on steamed broccoli!), or else make something so bland that my husband considers it a coaster rather than a meal, like a grilled cheese sandwich with one piece of mozzarella and plain white rice on it.  

I'm also a big fan of nigiri sushi, which according to my family makes me certifiable, though I don't buy that.  xD

I tend to like fairly bland foods (possibly due to taste sensitivities - also, I am a non-smoker) but occasionally don't mind a bit of something salty or peppery - if it's ground black pepper or even a bit of raw garlic with cheese on saos.

Two things I really don't like under any circumstances are anchovies (too salty by far) and raw onions (too hot and give indigestion).