monosodium glutamate is love
Feb. 22nd, 2006 04:35 pmMany 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
specialty stores not needed...
Date: 2006-02-23 05:47 pm (UTC)(that is unless they've discontinued selling it.)