The Joys of Mayonnaise

If you have seen  me lately, you may have thought to yourself, "Is Brittany wearing the same outfit as the last time I saw her?  And is that mayonnaise splattered on her shirt?"  The answer to both is probably yes.

If you're one of those people who are repulsed by Facebook style horn tooting, well then, please do read on.  Although it may seem like I'm tooting my horn when I mention my homemade mayonnaise, honestly, I am not.

I just ran into Family Food Town this evening for bread, mayo and bananas.  I felt dissatisfied with the mayonnaise selection because for me, when eating something completely unhealthy such as mayonnaise, I like to eat it under the guise that it is as healthy as it can be.  Hence, I buy the overpriced, organic, natural mayonnaise to make myself feel better.  And we like a lot of mayo here.  So, standing in front of the poor mayo selection, I whipped out the smartphone and pulled up a recipe for mayo.  Easy, peasy, lemon squeeze.  Add lemons to basket and I was homeward bound to make the mayo.

With a lot of whipping (thanks for that new stick mixer mom and dad)  I did it.  Toot!  Toot!  Homemade mayonnaise.

Too bad it tastes like complete and total nastiness.  It was amazing though, how the yellow egg yolk-i-ness somehow turned creamy white.  Wow.  Mayo is a miracle.  Maybe it will taste better after chilling out in the fridge a couple days?  I don't dare desecrate that Free Range, Organic, Heritage turkey in there with this nastacular mayo.

If you find yourself asking, "Why is Brittany's hair so greasy?"  Know that I'm too busy making homemade mayonnaise for self maintenance.  That or I've discovered a new use for homemade mayonnaise nastiness.