Flavoured milk brings me back to my childhood, probably because the last time I had flavoured milk was when I was 10. At the grocery store, I used to sneak Nesquik into the shopping cart; not like my mom’s hawk-eyes didn’t see, she just pretended not to notice.
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It’s my 100th post today so I thought I’d celebrate with a crazy-delicious Momofuku Milk Bar Volcano! Also, I created a Facebook page for Momofuku for 2. Click here to join my Facebook Fan Page
The Momofuku Milk Bar Volcano is scalloped potatoes, bacon, caramelized onions, and Gruyere all wrapped up in a mountainous bun overflowing with calorie-laden Mornay magma.
I’ve never tried crack before, but after having this pie, I don’t feel I ever need to.
Feelings of euphoria? Check.
Supreme confidence? I can eat a whole pie! Check.
Paranoia? Somebody’s been eating MY pie! Check.
Loss of appetite? After eating a whole pie? Check.
A craving for more? Check.
Oh boy, is there a craving for more. Seriously, this pie is insanely addictive. An oatmeal cookie crust and a sweet, gooey, butterscotch-y filling combine to create a delicious bubbling mess of salty-sweet goodness. When it cools, you’ll have to fight for your share. Or you can grab the pie plate, turn your back and crouch in the corner, stuffing your face like a feral cat. A feral cat that uses a fork, of course.