A guilty pleasure is something one enjoys and considers pleasurable despite feeling guilt for enjoying it. The “guilt” involved is sometimes simply fear of others discovering one’s lowbrow or otherwise embarrassing tastes. (Wikipedia)
Mine….mini pigs in a blanket. I had been craving them all week. Just wrap some Lit’l Smokies with some crescent roll dough and bake until the dough is golden. Serve with some mustard and ketchup. That’s it.
I had some crescent roll dough and Lit’l Smokies left over so I made crescent roll egg cups for my breakfast this morning. Now I’m fortified for my day of shopping. HAPPY BLACK FRIDAY!!
P.S. I do love the lit’l things in life…
I… I… I love Egg McMuffins (no meat, tons of ketchup and gross black pepper packets) — they’re so terrible and gross but I eat one for breakfast every Sunday morning because I can’t help myself. I’M SO ASHAMED.
I hope you enjoy your Egg McMuffin today, without guilt!
Would that any of my edible favorites be highbrow enough that I could then choose one to be low brow and therefore guilty. That said chili cheese tater tots with Texas Pete and sour cream rank high on my list.
Oooh, my mom used to make me scrambled egg and vienna sausage for breakfast and I’d douse it with ketchup. Then, she went “gourmet” and started making spam and eggs.
Organic crunchy peanut butter out of the jar, with a little brown sugar sprinkled on top. YUM!
One of my friends in elementary school used to eat peanut butter and brown sugar sandwiches — the same ingredients on bread.
Gotta try that.
It would be eating pie for breakfast, but I have no guilt about that — it’s a family tradition: if there is pie, eat it. If there are rolls, eat them — you can have vegetables for lunch.
Guilty pleasure? Probably eating Cheez-Its or Corn Chex right out of the box.
I used to love eating White Cheddar Cheez-Its on my way home from my long commute. I’d leave them in the car all day so they were warm from the sun and a little “melty.”