In Doperland, absolutely. There’s an untold number of posts filled with vitriolic Applebees hate, and experiences bordering on the ridiculous; e.g. “One time I had the Cajun blackened chicken at Applebee’s, and 30 minutes later I came down with violent, high-pressure explosive diarrhea.”
See, I hate fruitcake, but a few years ago my mom ordered some of that monk-ass fruitcake (and the fudge - my god, I love the fudge! And the cheese that smells like feet) and I figured, hey, if I don’t like this premium AAA holy fruitcake I just don’t like fruitcake.
Being from Wisconsin, I freely admit that I adore beer cheese. Take a typical Muenster type cheese. Dunk it in beer. Toss it up on a cool dark shelf for a couple of months. Slice and serve.
It doesn’t go bad–it goes decadent. But, yes, it looks and smells like something you’d ordinarily handle with tongs on the way to the outside garbage can.
I used to put signs on it in our communal college refrigerator: THIS IS NOT ROTTEN. DON’T THROW OUT!!
There is a very popular Czech bar snack called beer cheese (in Czech the actual name is probably spelled with lots of J’s, K’s and Z’s) but I don’t think it’s actually aged IN beer, but instead mixed with beer (mashed up in a paste using beer) and spread on rye bread right before eating.
Very strong, but for those who like stuff like that, it’s rather tasty…