One day my husband told me that his grandparents used to make baked buttered bugles and that they were delicious warm from the oven, served with a glass bottle of coke (not a can). It became clear as he reminisced, that this was a very happy, childhood food memory for him. My response was something like "They did what?! They put butter on bugles? That's ridiculous. It's totally unnecessary. So they're the ones who started the childhood obesity epidemic." Chuck just shrugged and said it tasted good. Of course it tasted good. I was just incredulous at his revelation.
I filed this news away in my brain under absurd and things to make Chuck for his birthday. Because even though the whole idea of buttering bugles is preposterous to me, I love a good food memory and surprising my husband. Unfortunately I didn't think it through because my daughter had some (and of course loved it), so now I've inadvertently turned this into a food memory for her too. Which either makes me evil or the best mom ever. Since I'm leaning towards evil, my advice to you is don't butter your bugles. Which I probably don't have to tell you because you live in 2012 and get your cholesterol tested regularly and can see for yourself that it's totally superfluous, preposterous and borderline irresponsible (not to mention buttery, warm and crunchy).
I filed this news away in my brain under absurd and things to make Chuck for his birthday. Because even though the whole idea of buttering bugles is preposterous to me, I love a good food memory and surprising my husband. Unfortunately I didn't think it through because my daughter had some (and of course loved it), so now I've inadvertently turned this into a food memory for her too. Which either makes me evil or the best mom ever. Since I'm leaning towards evil, my advice to you is don't butter your bugles. Which I probably don't have to tell you because you live in 2012 and get your cholesterol tested regularly and can see for yourself that it's totally superfluous, preposterous and borderline irresponsible (not to mention buttery, warm and crunchy).
BAKED BUTTERED
BUGLES
1
(14.5 oz.) bag Bugles
6 tablespoons unsalted butter
1. Preheat oven to 300° F.
2. Spread the bugles out on a
sheet pan.
3. Melt the butter, pour over
the bugles and mix.
4. Bake for about 45 minutes, mixing
every 15 minutes, until dry.
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| melted butter |
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| pouring butter over the bugles |
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| buttered bugles before baking |
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| It just wouldn't be baked buttered bugles without a glass bottle of coke to wash them down. For some reason I'm picturing Chuck at his grandparents' house sprinkling pop rocks over his captain crunch, followed by a refreshing candy cigarette and a rousing BB gun fight. It's not easy to find coke in a bottle these days. I found this one at Wegmans in the International aisle (it's Mexican coke made with cane sugar instead of corn syrup). |
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D'oh! I knew it was missing something!
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