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davis_square2006-02-22 04:35 pm
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monosodium glutamate is love
Many citizens of our humble square harbor dirty little secrets. Some are secretly homosexual. Others, fearing rebuke from the hott dykes at Diesel, are secretly heterosexual. Still others sneak Frappuccino® from Starf*ckers on days of especially weepy-inducing events.
But I am comfortable with my ambiguous sexuality, and my periodic support of that large coffee selling corporation that represented the epicenter of my sexual harassment hell during one muggy Charlottesville summer.
Of all vices, though, many of our Davis Square friends pretend to hate MSG. Today, I have abandoned that secret society. Indeed, the love that used to dare not speak its name is screaming from the rooftops.
I used to guiltily order Chinese food only from restaurants where the "no MSG" disclaimer was conspicuously absent. I'd swallow those crystals of umami deliciousness as the disapproving moralizers of my socially conscious, organic food crusading friends clamored in my head.
BUT NO MORE. After years of careful negotiation, I have accepted my unrelenting love of MSG. Monosodium glutamate is love. Even more like love than gay marriage, because marriages usually result in the hell that is an unfulfilling sex life and simmering resentments after a few years. MSG would never do me so wrong. And, MSG will never guilty trip me into to adopting a baby because all the heteros are doing it.
I want to go buy a container of MSG crystals, and I want to do it NOW.
You, dear readers, should advise me on a nearby business that will vend me such umami bliss. A corporate store would be better. Because I'm in Watertown and I want to pick that stuff without altering my course which is the closest thing to a straight line (the roads in Boston metro being notoriously plagued with one way signs and road rage) between here and home cooked umami with broccoli, tofu, and black bean sauce on the side.
So, fair citizens of Davis Square, do help me out. xo.
PS – Here is a Wikipedia article on MSG for your reading pleasurehttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monosodium_glutamate
But I am comfortable with my ambiguous sexuality, and my periodic support of that large coffee selling corporation that represented the epicenter of my sexual harassment hell during one muggy Charlottesville summer.
Of all vices, though, many of our Davis Square friends pretend to hate MSG. Today, I have abandoned that secret society. Indeed, the love that used to dare not speak its name is screaming from the rooftops.
I used to guiltily order Chinese food only from restaurants where the "no MSG" disclaimer was conspicuously absent. I'd swallow those crystals of umami deliciousness as the disapproving moralizers of my socially conscious, organic food crusading friends clamored in my head.
BUT NO MORE. After years of careful negotiation, I have accepted my unrelenting love of MSG. Monosodium glutamate is love. Even more like love than gay marriage, because marriages usually result in the hell that is an unfulfilling sex life and simmering resentments after a few years. MSG would never do me so wrong. And, MSG will never guilty trip me into to adopting a baby because all the heteros are doing it.
I want to go buy a container of MSG crystals, and I want to do it NOW.
You, dear readers, should advise me on a nearby business that will vend me such umami bliss. A corporate store would be better. Because I'm in Watertown and I want to pick that stuff without altering my course which is the closest thing to a straight line (the roads in Boston metro being notoriously plagued with one way signs and road rage) between here and home cooked umami with broccoli, tofu, and black bean sauce on the side.
So, fair citizens of Davis Square, do help me out. xo.
PS – Here is a Wikipedia article on MSG for your reading pleasurehttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Monosodium_glutamate
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Almost any decent Asian market should be able to sell you a bottle of MSG. The Super88 in Allston is probably your best bet, though I wouldn't be surprised if you could get it at the little market in Union Square (can't remember the name) or even Kotobukiya in the Porter Exchange.
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Union Square
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I mean, really.
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The name and the secret.
"chinese seasoning."
Most every chinese market will have it in big bags with this name.
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I'll keep your advice in mind.
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Everyone should visit Penzey's at least once anyway. I'm not a total slavish fangirl or anything... ;p
Nope nope.
Really, though, the only seasoning not worth bothering with was their take on Chinese Five Spice, which was way too cinnamon-y. I've loved everything else from them. So I might have to try their MSG to see if it, too, is better than other brands.
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Super 88 on Essex
A little place on Oxford St
Another place on Harrison Ave between Beach/Kneeland
I hear you on this one. And having discovered that I ate MSG daily for the first 15 years of my life and I'm still going strong at 27, I do wonder if I've built up some sort of immunity to it. I hope you will enjoy it as I have.
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I think not everyone is sensitive to it...I'm not. I like adding it to things. I made some seasoned hamburgers for friends that had MSG, among other things...I was wondering if I'd be lambasted for using it, or for not telling people since some are sensitive. But lordy, it makes things taste better.
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specialty stores not needed...
(that is unless they've discontinued selling it.)
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