Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Happy Fuzz Nuts Day!

Okay, it's really Fastnachts, which are delicious doughnuts made from mashed potatoes. I know, I know...it sounds gross, but they are soooo good. Some people eat them with syrup, but at the German bakery where I worked for six years, we just put powdered sugar on them. Simple, yet yummy. Fastnacht is German for Fast Night, so Fastnacht Day is the German equivalent to Mardi Gras, Shrove Tuesday, or whatever you call it in your country. I grew up in a large concentration of Pennsylvania Dutch, so I'm kind of homesick for these treats.
I was unable to find Fastnachts here in LA, although to be fair I went to a supermarket in the Fairfax district, not exactly a hot bed for Catholic traditions. So, instead I'm having pryanik, which are kind of hard to explain, but kind of a puffy Russian cookie, with a sugary coating. Hardly a Fat Tuesday treat, but I'm improvising.

Oh, you know what else is in season? Hot Cross Buns. Which leads to my favorite joke (next to my St. Paddy's joke which I'm saving for March 17th)--What do you get when you pour hot water down a rabbit hole? HOT CROSS BUNNIES!! (hee hee hee--I crack me up).

And, CADBURY EGGS ARE BACK, BABY!! Yes Sir, the bain of any diet are in stores now!!
Thanks Easter Bunny!!! Don't waste your time with the Cadbury Minis or the caramel. No, go straight to the pure sugar rush of the original with its delicious fake yolk center. Bite off the end, suck out the creamy "yolk" and savor the chocolate shell. It'll cure what ails ya.

I really enjoy the Lenten season more than the Christmas season. Does that make me a sick person? I mean, the Lenten/Easter season is about death and the Christmas Season is about birth. Although, actually, Easter is about rebirth, so it's not that morbid...unless you're talking Zombies...Oh, I'm going to hell for sacrilege.

Anyway, Happy Fuzz Nuts, Mardi Gras, or whatever day!!! Eat up!!

1 comment:

roy said...

Oh man, may I say "hell yes" in celebration of cadbury cream eggs.

Also, hot cross buns always brings back memories of learning to play piano and trombone. It was an early excersise in both, and I remember it. 3 notes, all of 10 seconds long. Is that really a song, or is it more a nursery rhyme? Because man, that about as simple as a song can get.

Now I'll have it stuck in my head for at least an hour. Do do doo.