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My Dear and departed Grandma would about once a week because brains are expensive eat…
Scrambled eggs and Calf brains with ketchup and Kayro Corn syrup. [\QUOTE]
You win. That’s the grossest thing I ever heard. It was the Karo syrup on top of it all that was the clincher. (I’m gonna BLORK!)
My husband has been known to sing the praises of a peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwich. The other day my 5 year old put M and M’s in his tuna sandwich, but I’m convinced he was doing it to gross out his poor mom.
How about a grilled cheese sandwich with a layer of sweet pickles. Ummm Ummm
Sadistic Weasel, I SAW my friend eat the hot dog/twinkie combo with my very own eyes. He prolly did get that idea from a movie though.
Remember, I’m pulling for you; we’re all in this together.
—Red Green
Well, if you’re going to eat the Twinkie weiner sandwich properly, you have to cover it in Easy Cheez and then dip it in milk…That’s how Weird Al likes it.
Well, if you’re going to eat the Twinkie weiner sandwich properly, you have to cover it in Easy Cheez and then dip it in milk…That’s how Weird Al likes it.
“Give a man a match and he’ll be warm for an hour… Set him on fire and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.”
I once spent 7 long months in a homeless shelter. Lunch was always a bologna sandwich and some chips. I hate bologna, so the only way I’d eat my sandwich was with lots of mustard. Eventually, I started putting my chips in the sandwich also. I’d also nuke the bologna whenever the staff would let me use the microwave.
“Age is mind over matter; if you don’t mind, it don’t matter.” -Leroy “Satchel” Paige
The best toppings for french toast consist of fresh fruits and light syruping.
As far as weird food combos, my mom worked with some vegans so they were always making the grosses sandwiches possible. Mom didn’t help by adding meat products, either. This one is really scary: PB, mayo, bacon, and raisins. She loves it. Blech.
Nasty shooters: 1/2 Southern Comfort 1/2 Pepto bismol. If you don’t puke right away, you’ll be good for another hour or so of drinking!
Have you hugged your mustelid today?
The best toppings for french toast consist of fresh fruits and light syruping.
As far as weird food combos, my mom worked with some vegans so they were always making the grossest sandwiches possible. Mom didn’t help by adding meat products, either. This one is really scary: PB, mayo, bacon, and raisins. She loves it. Blech.
Nasty shooters: 1/2 Southern Comfort 1/2 Pepto bismol. If you don’t puke right away, you’ll be good for another hour or so of drinking!
Have you hugged your mustelid today?
SadisticWeasel says:
<<Karo syrup on pancakes… it’s just fundamentally wrong. >>
Eh, Sadistic: have you read the previous 50+ posts?
Sorry about that (computer problems). Quote should have read:
<<Karo syrup on pancakes…it’s just fundamentally wrong!>>
One last time, without the frills!!!
Karo syrup on pancakes…it’s just fundamentally wrong!
(There: That should do it…)
When I grew up, the peanut butter treat was Peanut butter and Bacon sandwiches, as long as the bacon isn’t to smokey is very good.
French toast is cinnimon and 100% real maple syrup.
Corn dogs are best served as nuggets, rather than on a stick.
Chili belongs on top of spaghetti with loads of cheese and onions. (Yes, I grew up near Cincinatti, how did you ever guess? 
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One eyed jacks are a staple of the navy, overeasy egg on a hambuger, greasy as heck though.
>>while contemplating the navel of the universe, I wondered, is it an innie or outie?<<
—The dragon observes
Here’s a combination:
Anyway… the most frightening recipe I have ever read was for Twinkie Pie. You take some unholy mixture of Twinkies, Jello, Cool Whip… well, the only thing without a ™ after it is almonds. I read this in the Best of Oklahoma recipe book. Oy.
The three most frightening dishes with which I have ever been personally confronted are 1) haggis, 2) marmite, and 3) lutefisk, which I encountered in a restaurant in Duluth, Minnesota.
Let’s see… we’ve got America, Scotland, England, and Norway, in that order. Damn, I love living in Canada.
Anyway, the most unimaginably hedonistic and self-indulgent food I know of is Nutella. Wonder no more why the Swiss are so idiotically happy.
While I have no particularly gross foodness, some friends & I would always challenge a new member of our drinking circle to “Drink The Rainbow”. Basically, if there’s not already a liquor in that color, you play around with color combinations until you’ve created it. That’s how we came up with the Deep Purple & the Black Hole. Wish like hell I could remember the recipe for either of the above, but it sure helped seperate the wheat from the chaff, so to speak.
Waste
Flick Lives!
That reminds me of several instances of drinking with a friend - we had a relatively well-stocked bar, and after a few he always had an obsessive desire to create the perfect drink.
The name of this drink? ‘The Pony’.
It had to be brown.
It had to taste fuzzy.
It had to use a lot of alcohol.
And we always made him drink it himself.
Poor guy.
lovelee
Back to the original thread, taste is pretty much based on what you’re used to. I was listening to an interview on NPR. The guest was the author of a book on eating insects. He related a story about visiting with a native tribe (sorry, don’t remember the country) and partaking of a deliscious meal of grubs. When he mentioned to his native hosts that he’d once eaten termites, they looked at him as if he’d grown a third eye and said, in effect, “Grubs are yummy, but termites? Yuck!”
And to add to the list of awful/yummy foods, I get grief from wife for eating sauted chicken gizzards (delicious!) and raw hamburger (stopped this habit after all the awful stories on meat contamination). Oh, and how about chitlins? Had them once in a soul food restaurant. They were good, but I got an awful case of indigestion.
My dad refuses to eat pancakes with anything except dark Karo syrup. Luckily, it appears to not be genetic, as the rest of us stick with maple syrup.
I’m surprised nobody has mentioned “meat spread.” That’s the digusting pink stuff that supermarket delis sell. It must be a puree of bologna, any other deli meat that’s going bad, mayo, and pickle relish. Disgusting stuff, but I used to love it when I was a kid.
Other gross things? Pickled eggs. Incredibly good with a cold beer.
And to the person who was worried about seeing sausage being made - the grossest thing about sausage is the casings. Other than that, it’s usually hamburger or ground pork and some spices. C’mon over, I’ll make some for you and leave out the casings. It’s no grosser than a hamburger.
The only casing on “sausage” around here is plastic. Are we talking about the same sausage? 