Good grief, that is the best idea I have ever heard, and the next time we have meatloaf it is DEFINITELY going to be in the shape of a moose nose.
“What’s for dinner?”
“Noseloaf.”
Good grief, that is the best idea I have ever heard, and the next time we have meatloaf it is DEFINITELY going to be in the shape of a moose nose.
“What’s for dinner?”
“Noseloaf.”
I have a feeling Vegemite is one of those tastes you have to acquire early. I have a vague memory of hearing somewhere that many Australians find peanut butter to be as disgusting as most Americans find Vegemite. Is that true? I can’t imagine not liking peanut butter, but Vegemite tasted to me like a paste of concentrated salt dyed brown. A friend and I tried it when we were in college in the early '80s (we were both big Men at Work fans, so when it showed up one day at the college cafeteria we wanted to see what they were talking about. We wanted to like it!)
Funny thing, after that one day I never saw it in the cafeteria again, so I don’t think we were the only ones who didn’t like it.
I tasted Vegemite’s cousin Marmite for the first time as a 21-year-old. A Kiwi friend of mine presented me with a thick cut of European bread, smothered in butter and a thin spread of this tarrish substance for breakfast. Seeing the black paste and considering the meal, I was fully expecting some sort of sweet, perhaps Nutella-esque flavor.
Well, when I bit into it, my tongue and brain went into full-on “What the hell is going on here?” mode. When you expect one flavor, and then experience the diametric opposite, it’s quite jarring.
At any rate, despite my first traumatic experience with Marmite, I very quickly grew completely addicted to the stuff. Within a week, I was smearing it thicker than my antipodal friend, reveling in its savory, salty, tastebud-destroying taste.
So, no, it’s not a taste that needs to be acquired early.
Head cheese/souse. Chopped up parts of an animal’s head in gelatin. Yeesh!
I once went to a Korean restaurant with some people. I don’t remember what exactly they were serving (probably octopus and other such things), but I just couldn’t eat the stuff.
I have eaten and liked escargot and raw oysters.
I didn’t find this gross, but lots of people do: czernina - Polish duck’s blood soup. It has other ingredients, such as dried fruit, sugar (and/or honey), so it tastes fine and you couldn’t tell what the base ingredient was.
Dog food. My dad is/was a veterinarian.
I had sushi for the first time a few months back. The eel was pretty good, much to my surprise - kind of smoky and interesting. Ditto the salmon roe.
And we hadn’t even been drinking.
Regards,
Shodan
Now I feel lame saying my grossest things that I have eaten are lima beans and okra. I would rather starve than eat fish heads or bull testicles.
Not the grossest thing I ever ate but what my mate tried. A Penguin (of the chocolate biscult variety) mixed with beetroot. It was a childhood favourite of mine (I like to try odd combinations!) but she said it made her vomit. I think a few folk here may agree with her but I happen to still love it!
Every morning at work I have a cup of hot cocoa. At my previous job I made this in the normal fashion by emptying a packet of cocoa mix into a cup, filling the cup with hot water from the water cooler, stirring and drinking. Anyhow, one Monday I made my cocoa the usual way, not realizing that the previous Friday someone had used that cooler to make margaritas and not cleaned it out. So margarita mix was kept hot for an entire weekend by the heating element of the cooler, then mixed with hot cocoa mix.
It was incredibly foul, although I didn’t have more than the teeniest sip before I was spitting it out.
It’s a wonder I can still drink cocoa.
Ditto, only my personal grossest is a raw mushroom. I literally gagged.
Yes, I mean plain, ordinary mushrooms. No, I do not have the slightest idea why I have such a violent reaction to them in their raw form. Yes, I know it’s weird, especially given that I’m a vegetarian.
A vegan Thanksgiving dinner, with a barley loaf in the place of turkey or ham. Utterly vile, the entire meal. It’s not as if one couldn’t make a perfectly acceptable Thanksgiving meal without meat, but none of the food was good. This meal made me a confirmed carnivore.
Cilantro is in a class of its own.
The grossest things I ever ate are: sea urchin eggs (I think that’s what you call uni); incredibly awful taste and texture.
In second place, silkworms.
I don’t think that is weird at all ** Ninja Chick ** I refuse to eat a raw onion but give me a cooked one with almost everything.
I’d have to say Shake and Bake squirrel. A friend shot one with his BB gun and decided I would be the one to see what it tasted like. I had just arrived at his house shortly after cooking had been completed, and was handed a steaming… drumstick like a buffalo wing. I ate it, but suggested he might want to get rid of the rest since it tasted like they were a little rancid. It was then I found out it wasn’t chicken.
Squirrel does not taste like chicken.
Rum mashed potatoes. Almost put me off drinking forever.
Crickets. Mealworms.
I went to Purdue.
Edited to add: and also octopus and squid (both cooked and raw) and all other varieties of sushi, jellyfish, snails, beef tongue, sea cucumber, yada yada yada.
I think the bugs win, on my list.
The contents of a sink strainer after a family dinner party. Yes, I had much to drink beforehand.
Has anyone every eaten an earthworm? I had an earthworm jellybean awhile back and really liked it, and since all the other flavors taste so precisely like what they’re imitating, I was - for a time - very tempted to seek out an earthworm and eat it.
Hold up there. Was that done on purpose? :eek:
Black pudding is quite good.
And haggis isn’t bad, at least with enough neeps and tatties. And a good single malt.
And snails are great.
I can’t think of anything more disgusting at the moment…'cept a few boyfriends of course.
Oh wait, marmite! Which one of my less gross boyfriends likes to eat on uncooked pasta :eek: . Ick.
Not much of a story - I have a habit of picking my upper lip, and chewing on the dead skin that ensues. I once happened to get a large blister on my foot, and after a few days picked the dead skin off, then wondered whether it would taste the same. It did, pretty much. I suspect this was one of my student days when there was no food in the house.
racer72’s is the worst so far, I think.