I was pondering what to post on my first entry on good ole Eat Arkansas, and after much thinking I decided that nothing says "hello" (and party) better than cake.
Pumpkin spice cake with caramel cream cheese frosting, to be exact, with some spiced candied walnuts on top. I whipped this bad boy up for Thanksgiving, and it was absolutely divine. The cake was nice and dense, and the sweetness of the icing coupled well with the spicy-ness of the walnuts, which were coated in powdered sugar, then fried in vegetable oil, then tossed with a cayene pepper mixture.
The cake itself tasted much like pumpkin pie, which I refuse to make at holidays because I just can't stand it. Much to my family's dismay, I am the designated dessert-maker for Christmas and Thanksgiving, and because they all like pumpkin pie (except me), I try to make pumpkin substitutions. For years and years I made a pumpkin bread pudding with caramel rum-raisin sauce (I'm beginning to see a caramel theme here as well ...), but this year I decided to be a bit more adventurous.
Because this pumpkin cake tasted so much like pumpkin pie, which I really and truly dispise, I began to think about my dislike, and I couldn't really put a finger on it. Obviously I don't dislike pumpkin pie because of the flavor, considering this cake tasted so much like it. I thought perhaps it was the texture, but then again I love sweet potato pie, which has a similar texture to pumpkin pie.
This conundrum led me to think of my other irrational dislikes, which try as I might I just can't force myself to like. Take guacamole for instance. I know, I feel less American admitting it, but I just can't make myself like it. I've tried it prepared all sorts of ways, even home-made by my mom, but I just can't stand it. And even though I love chocolate and love peanut butter, I just can't stand the two together. This I attribute to eating a peanut butter m and m as a child, fervently believing it was a plain m and m but being grossly mistaken and highly disappointed.
And dont even get me started on dip'n'dots, just the smell of those things makes me sick ...
Other than those things I just listed, I'll eat pretty much anything you put in front of me, the weirder the better. Does anyone else have any food dislikes they just can't explain?
P.S. The cake recipe is from the November 2007 issue of Food & Wine, and the spiced candied walnuts are from a Michael Chiarello recipe, reproductions of which can be found here.