Yesterday, I had a bologna sandwich for lunch. Bologna (baloney) on
buttered
toasted white bread sounds awful to the food police, but I have loved it since I was a
child. I know it is unhealthy and is basically fat. If it clogs my
arteries I think my arteries will be grateful to taste that mess.
Bologna originally came from Bologna, Italy. Although if you ask for
bologna
there, no one will know what you are talking about. What you'll end up
with is mortadella, the filet mignon of bologna. Mortadella is
a thick Italian pork fated meat that is flecked with bits of fat,
peppercorns and sometimes pistachios. Mortadella is good too, and it
shares the distinction with the politically correct food police as
being evil.
Unlike Italian bologna, by law U.S. bologna has to be a meat paste, no
pieces of fat can be seen. It's nice of the lawmakers to not allow us
to see the fat or our conscience might m not allow us to eat it.
Bologna is a sausage, so it starts as a blend of meat (it used to be
pork, but in the U.S. now it is usually more beef or chicken), fat,
salt and spices, which are then stuffed into a casing and smoked. Most
mortadella and bologna are seasoned with some blend of the following:
black pepper, myrtle berries, nutmeg, allspice, celery seed and
coriander.
And P.C. food police! Bologna is gluten free. Some people
fry bologna and swear it's the best way to eat it. I never eat it that
way because I like it the way I had it as a child. Hmmmmmmmmm When I
was a little boy and one year claimed that I didn't want to eat turkey
my mother once let me eat bologna for Thanksgiving. Maybe mom was
trying to kill me?
Italian mortadella is far superior to American bologna. It's quality
meat and seasonings, whereas the American bologna is whatever scraps of
mess is hanging around to grind into a paste. Still, I love the taste
of that mess. Mortadella fed the Roman army, as stone tablets
contained in Bologna's Museo Civico Archeologico attest. In the Middle
Ages, roughly 10,000 people, a quarter of the city's population, were
involved in its production. If you make smarmy remarks about mortadella
when in Italy you will be in trouble. They won't say you are "full of
baloney", the popular slang meaning you are not speaking truthfully.
But they may slice you into pieces of mortadella.
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