Monday, April 29, 2013

E.T. & The Sloppy Joes

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E.T. phone home! (x)
So something you may not know about me is that my whole life I have had an aversion to the following things:
  1. E.T.
  2. sloppy joes
The story goes a little something like this: My mom, bless her, wanted to have a fun girl's night in when we were elementary school kiddos. She was going to introduce is us to the magical world of these two things and be a super cool mom while doing it. I mean, I remember being really excited that we got to sit on the floor. As we ate dinner! In the family room! This may well have been my first taste of rebellion, even if it was my mom's idea. But the thing is, I was so terrified of E.T. that I've never been able to eat sloppy joes since. 

Well now that I'm in my mid-twenties and currently facing zero time to stir up well-crikey-I-should-have-my-own-cooking-show wonders, I found myself asking, "What can I make that will last me a whole week, but takes barely any preparation?" I almost cringed when I heard my cool mom say the dreaded words... "Sloppy joes." (enter slow-mo mode) No!!!!!!!!! 

Then I asked myself how a girl who has started watching the series Hannibal is letting herself be defeated by a little alien from the 80s. How ridiculous! So I broke down and made them. But I didn't stop there. Oh no! I couldn't stop there. I'd gone too far. I rented E.T. too... 
With this hardwood floor as my table and 2/10 on plate presentation, I have no current plans to go into food blogging.
At first, it seemed like elementary school me- in her infinite wisdom, bowl cut, and horse shirts- had a very good point. E.T.'s fingers are creepy and he waddle-runs in a way that still strikes fear in my heart and then there's the whole extendable neck business, which is the very definition of terrifying. I have the heebie jeebies just thinking about it! But then there was baby-faced Henry Thomas (you may have heard me coo over him before) with his bad pizza delivery skills and frog-saving heroism. There was also an epic score, a little girl named Gertie, and scenes that really tugged on my heart-strings. And I eventually warmed up to E.T., perhaps due to the weird purring noise he makes or maybe, quite honestly, having a sheet thrown over his head... So this qualifies me as 'not entirely heartless,' right? Anyway, having previously blocked everything about this film except Reese's Pieces from my mind, I now completely understand why this is a classic and am glad to have it under my belt. That being said... it's still a no on the extendable neck business. No. No. No. No. No.

E.T. Sloppy joes. Maybe not your typical recipe for fear. But it was certainly one of mine and I'm glad I gave it another go! 15+ years later and, it turns out, I have a taste for it after all! Do you have any "haunting" memories from your childhood that keep you from doing certain things? Try them again! They just might become a new go-to years and years and years later!


  1. This may be the silliest story ever, and I love you for sharing it. At least now you can say you've seen the classic that is E.T. I have THE BEST sloppy joe recipe in the whole wide world, but I have a feeling that it's one of the least health-conscious things one could put into their mouth. It's so good, though!!!!

    The one childhood nightmare I've been unable to let go of is, drumroll please.... Ferngully. I KNOW, I KNOW. I'm ashamed of myself for putting this out there in the blogosphere, but if it every shows up on TV, I immediately turn the channel. The creepy smog guy (or whatever he was) gave me nightmares for weeks! Oh, and Stripes Bubble Gum. One time I ate (aka: swallowed) a whole package (I was 6!) and threw up bubble flavored you know what for 3 days. Just the smell of bubble gum makes me want to relapse.

    1. Um... you might need to share this recipe anyway!

      AND OH MY GOSH I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH FERNGULLY TOO!!!!!!!! I remember watching it all the time as a kid-- though I couldn't tell you what it's about today-- despite being completely freaked out by that bat. That bat!! I can't. I don't even remember this smog person! Haha.

      ALL bubble gum makes you gag?? How sad!

  2. This is the cutest little story about you! I had a weird childhood fear of Teddy Ruxin so I know where you're coming from. Also, you're caption on the sloppy joes photo had me laughing at my desk. I want to want to be into food photography but I just...can't. For whatever reason, my iPhone picks are just enough for me on most days. :)

    The scorpion trunk scene from HOOK still terrorizes me to this day. When I re-watched Hook recently it still scared the heck out of me. Ha. I guess some things stick around.

    1. I totally get your fear of Teddy Ruxpin. Yikes! Oh food blogging flails!

      I actually never saw Hook until about two years ago and, you know... I found it pretty terrifying! Mostly because Peter Pan grows up, but that's another story all together!