• @Hobbes_Dent
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    677 months ago

    Sandwiches belong at a picnic.

    Bread makes sandwiches. Baguettes are bread, just French shaped.

    Canada is founded on these principles.

  • Drusas
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    537 months ago

    Blows my mind that anyone thinks that fried chicken or mac and cheese belong at a picnic. They’d get cold!

    • @robolemmy
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      167 months ago

      There are a lot of weirdos who think cold fried chicken is great. I had a roommate who ate it right out of the fridge. Never underestimate the infinite diversity of bad taste.

      • Alto
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        117 months ago

        Good fried chicken can be great cold, especially if you properly store it in the fridge to minimize how much moisture it absorbs. Mediocre or bad fried chicken is awful cold thought.

        • @TexasDrunk
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          47 months ago

          Mediocre fried chicken is bad either way. Good hot fried chicken is better than cold, but I’d still love it at a picnic or as a drunk 3am meal.

      • @[email protected]
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        77 months ago

        I’d take most cold fried chicken over microwaved fried chicken if that’s all you’ve got to reheat it.

        • @robolemmy
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          47 months ago

          What, am I an animal? Air fryer or oven! Covered pan on the stove in a pinch.

        • Drusas
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          27 months ago

          People don’t normally have microwaves at picnics…

      • @NOT_RICK
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        67 months ago

        Fried chicken is delicious at every temperature god damn it. It’s just like pizza!

      • @[email protected]
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        67 months ago

        My wife takes fresh hot pizza and puts it in the fridge to get cold first before eating it.

      • @SpaceNoodle
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        57 months ago

        Cold fried chicken is fabulous. Maybe you’re just eating shitty, dry garbage.

      • @scrion
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        -37 months ago

        My brother in Christ, what do you think lunch meat / cold cuts are?

        • @distantsounds
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          127 months ago

          They aren’t breaded and fried in oil for starters

          • @scrion
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            -47 months ago

            That actually depends. Also, no one is forcing you to bread your chicken?

            • @PhoreTwunny
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              117 months ago

              That’s . . . how fried chicken is made

              • @scrion
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                17 months ago

                Yes, yes, you’re right of course - if we’re talking fried chicken exclusively.

    • @[email protected]
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      17 months ago

      Fried chicken is a great picnic food, since it is delicious hot or cold.

      Mac and cheese, though… God no. Give me a nice macaroni salad instead.

      • @bitwaba
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        37 months ago

        Potato salad is superior to macaroni salad. I’ll die on this hill.

  • @surewhynotlem
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    237 months ago

    A picnic is not a backyard cookout. French bread is fine. Anything that really needs silverware is not.

  • @[email protected]
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    97 months ago

    Honestly, a baguette with some cured meats and cheeses sounds like an amazing picnic meal to me.

  • @Crackhappy
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    57 months ago

    Story Time: For about 20 years, as all my kids were growing up I would take them camping in this canyon that I had been camping at since I was 1 year old. It’s a beautiful canyon with a wonderful river. Feeding that river is a super cold mountain creek (it’s actually a river, just called a creek for some reason). Along that cold mountain creek is an old trail that gold miners used to have claims on. My grandfather had a gold claim up there and my father still has several ounces of gold nuggets from that claim.

    Anyway, when the kids I would camp, we would always go hiking up that dangerous, narrow and sometimes slippery trail. There are parts where you could fall off and slide down 100 feet to the river if you were not careful. When the kids were really little we would have them all attached on a rope line just in case.

    We would like for a couple of hours to get to Lefty’s place, which was another miner who was a friend of my grandpa’s. They still talk about Lefty in the town just down the river. We go to Lefty’s and not my grandpa’s claim because Lefty built his house out of loose rocks so half the walls still are somewhat there. Grandpa’s claim is totally gone.

    Halfway up the trail we would stop at the highest point in the trail, with a 300 foot cliff overlooking the river below. On that cliff were two twisted pine trees with their trunks curved up so that you could lean back on them over the cliff. The kids always loved doing that (and giving me a heart attack).

    That point we dubbed Salami point because when we stopped there I would always bring a baguette, a hard salami, and a block of pungent cheese (sometimes sharp cheddar, or a bleu cheese). We would all sit there and I would carve out hunks of meat cheese and baguette and we would munch on the best picnic up in the fresh air of the mountains.

  • Ey ich frag doch nur
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    27 months ago

    Oh mondieur. It was no other but Carl Rânsairè, the probably most unsuccessful chef of all time, who invented le pique-n’i-que. Work- and shelterless he put old shoe soles that he found on dry baguettes that he stole from the duck feeding seniors in the park, trying to sell them there. He died after he ate one of his creations. But his legacy remains

  • @MilitantAtheist
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    -157 months ago

    Baguettes can fuck right off. I don’t need bread that has razor sharp edges that cut the roof of my mouth up.