That would definately be a guacamole banana sandwich served at my grandmothers 61'st birthday party. Along with a tablespoon of nutmeg, I puked.
That would definately be a guacamole banana sandwich served at my grandmothers 61'st birthday party. Along with a tablespoon of nutmeg, I puked.
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I didn't get to eat it but I made it... it was homemade fudge gone horribly wrong. Ok... I'm mixin' it in the bowl.. it's gettin' thick... gettin' thicker... I figure it's time to pour it into the pan... as I'm startin' to pour and spoon it on out, it "cures" and solidifies like 5 Minute Epoxy! Only more like 5 second epoxy! It never makes it all out of the bowl and it turns to petrified fudge rock in mid-pour right before my eyes! The spoon is held captive like a sword in stone.
Just because it's old doesn't mean it's not just as good now as it was then.
Indonesian food. It's like a third grader made up the menu. The few things that are edible have peanut butter smeared all over them. Yuck!
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Chitlins? Sounds dirty lol
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Chitlins! hushyomouf, 32nd!
Chitlins ("chitterlings") are actually hog intestines...cleaned and cooked, they are considered major soul food...but you can have my plate, man! My southern relatives thought they were awesome, but to me they were just awful! (I remember a black-literature professor in college in the 1970s telling our class how a woman who was unfamiliar with how to clean chitlins cleaned them out...with Tide--yeah, the laundry detergent!)
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ewwww... I remember this stuff... it's cleaned, boiled, cut into small pieces, breaded and deepfried. Intestines shouldn't be odd for most of us because most good sausage is packaged in it, but... .this leaves out the sausage. Keep in mind this comes from an area of the country where liver mush, and liver pudding are also rampant. No wonder it's called the "Dirty South"
I think the worst food in recent memory was at a hippy party I attended recently. Someone brought squid and alfredo pizza. It tasted odd. Very odd, not bad enough to visit the restroom, but definately wouldn't eat it again. I stuck with my homemade curry the rest of the night.
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