What has to be the wierdest ice cream topping known to mankind is A-1. I know somebody who will put A-1 on vanilla ice cream and eat it.
<shudder>
. . . As for french toast, the only way I’ve ever seen it done is in restaurants in the western United States, where it is invariably (so far as I can tell) topped with powdered sugar and pancake syrup.
– Sylence.
“A friend of mine once sent me a post card with a picture of the entire planet Earth taken from space. On the back it said, ‘Wish you were here’.” - Steven Wright
On French Toast? Well, my younger brother slathers mustard (has to be the bright yellow stuff) on his. As for me, I like my French toast the way I had it every morning back in my Army days: toast on the bottom, sunny-side up eggs on top of that, creamed beef on top of all that. That would be my favourite meal number one.
Favourite meal number two is an Ulster Fry. Dang, that’s a great breakfast! And the pancakes don’t have syrup on them.
Awww…I hate the guy that reminded me of Thrashers Fries over in Ocean City. I used to drown em in apple vinegar and eat quickly, burning the hell out of my mouth. (Now I am on the west coast I can’t get to them!) You FIEND!
Ok gorwing up in the south I have eaten wierd stuff:
-Peanut butter and Banana sanwiches fried in Bacon fat (Elvis was on to something-they taste good)
-Eggs, sourcream, wosht- Worschtershire sauce (I think thats right), cayenne pepper
-Fried Pickles! (Its a corn dog but with a pickle inside-popular in Arkansas)
-Peanut butter and butter sanwiches
Now for your enjoyment Alcoholic drinks never meant for human consumption-PUNISHMENT SHOTS
-Dragon Piss (Creme de minthe and Mountain Dew) Go ahead and try to choke it down
-Cement Mixer (shot of Bailey’s Irsh Cream, shot of lime juice-Take shot of Bailey’s. With Bailey’s in your mouth take shot of lime juice. Mix rapidly in mouth by shaking head vigorously. Swallow before it congeals totally.) I have puked everytime I tried this
-Blood of Satan -GUARANTEED TO FLOOR YOU (
1 part Jagermeister,1 part Goldschlager,1 part Irish whiskey (Jamson’s ),1 part Jack Daniels - Mix in shot glass and chug…grab something non human and hold on-being that I nearly broke someones arm after downing this)
Anyone else got really really bad punishment shots?
I can’t remember what this was called (I’ll look it up and get back to you), but it probably had something to do with fire. Cinnamon schnapps…and tabasco. I am not making this up.
My mother grew up thinking that the proper partner for peanut butter on a sandwich was pickles. (it’s still her preferred choice, and I eat it, too. I’m always amused by the reactions when I mention or eat it).
This brings to mind a related saying, and a related topic: Life is a matter of Taste.
Does anyone else here watch the Food Network? Specifically, David Rosengarten’s show Taste? Does anyone else think that he gets most of the way through a recipe, and it looks all good, but then he adds something just disgusting (like anchovies to egg salad) and that just wrecks it? Or is this a standard American way to cook? I’m not trying to yank-bash here, but I’ve seen this on other cooking shows too. Has anyone else noticed a tendency to “kick it up a notch” just for the sake of “kicking it up a notch”?
The question is, does he add pinto beans to ice cream because he honestly believes pinto beans are tasty on ice cream, or does he do it because he thinks plain ice cream is boring and needs some accoutrements that nobody else has thought of yet? It’s the latter trend that worries me.
Sayeth the Doolster – “Anyone else got really really bad punishment shots?”
Ensign Eaters –
1 shot rootbeer Schnapps
1 shot San Bouca(sp?)
Coke (a Cola)
Put Schnapps in shooter glass. Then slowly pour Bouca down the outside of a swizzle stick so it layers on top the Schnapps. Rinse mouth w/Coke. Shoot it. Bow to porcelain queeen. Repeat.
Wors’en rinsing with Coke after brushing your teeth.
Fill mouth with Coke and
Great DAY, what an insane thread. Better add to the fire…
My Dad is a bred-and-born German (from farm country, no less) and therefore eats just about anything you can chop off a cow with a quick whack from a sharp axe (Including the thing you’d think you wouldn’t eat, but let’s not go into that here). He puts salt on everything including, but not limited to, peach ice cream, root beer, and brie (as if it weren’t salty enuff). He likes stinky sammiches made of limburger, muenster, hard pastrami and sardines in mustard sauce with red onions and garlic topped with tabasco on sourdough bread (and for that matter, so do I). He puts mayo on his potatoes.
Mom is half-Scots, half-English, so there were cooking monstrosities going on in that house around the clock. Grandma likes the taste of milktoast. Mom has a fondness for lukewarm pineapple chunks. And peanut butter on everything. Grandad was a Scotsman, and therefore, liked the taste of whiskey. Hooo!
My fiancee says she likes Rice Krispies in a bowl of RC, but she’s kind of a freak.
And I dunno so much about ketchup on French Toast, but golly I like maple syrup on my sausage and eggs.
My favorite weird food combo is macaroni & cheese & ketchup. I try to not eat this when anyone else is around 'cause it really looks nasty. But it’s good! I swear Especially if Mom didn’t put enough velveeta in the m&c
Never heard of anyone putting anything but high concentrations of sugar on french toast before, although I put ketchup on scrambled eggs 'til I got to college and the ketchup was worse than the eggs.
Those who can’t hear the music, think the dancer is mad.
In addition to the aforementioned PB and banana sandwiches, my dad had another fruit sandwich oddity: pineapple sandwiches. He’d take canned pineapples (rings or chunks) and stick them between two slices of bread and chow down. I think he may also have put mayo on the things.
As a kid, I used to love Mac & Cheese with kechup.
Want a great combination? There is a resturant in St. Louis that serves a thing - I think called a slinger. Take two cheeseburger patties (I prefer RARE); top with a fried egg each. Put hash browns next to it. Smother the whole plate with chili. Wonderful. Gotta be soft yolks on the eggs so that they stare at you out of the chilli!
“There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies and statistics”
Benjamin Disraeli
I like orange sherbet with chocolate sprinkles, or orange sherbet with chocolate sauce (not fudge!) stirred into soup. Mr. Rilch says I’m crazy. Having read this thread, I think not.
Not a punishment shot, but cool:
Brain:
1 shot Bailey’s
1 shot peach schnapps
The peach curdles the cream, causing it to look somewhat like a brain. Add a drop of grenadine to make it a Brain Hemmorhage.
Remember, I’m pulling for you; we’re all in this together.
—Red Green
Especially if Mom didn’t put enough velveeta in the m&c