Jezebel has an interesting conversation going about secret culinary lives--hidden comfort foods like Hot Pockets people only scarf down when no one is looking. (They also link to an NPR interview with the authors of the new book What We Eat When We Eat Alone.) It got me thinking about my own hidden comfort foods I'd rarely consume with such voracity in proper company. Like how I kinda want breakfast for every meal. Or could eat a pound of bacon at any time. Or that I actually really like slices of American cheese. And can consume a half a jar of pickled okra at a frightening (and I'm sure unbecoming) speed. I once had a broke-ass house guest who lived entirely off of the container of Parmesan cheese and soy sauce in my fridge when I wasn't home during the day. And I'm well aware of folks who nurse secret cravings for Vienna sausages, bologna and other less desirable meat products, but only undercover.
What about you folks? What's your Vienna Sausages?