The Heinz “pork and beans” are not really a baked bean product.
Baked beans and brown bread is apparently a New England staple. or was.
Believe it or not, I actually find (mild) garlic breath to be attractive.
Geoff, is that you?
My high school buddy Geoff did exactly the same thing with peppermint schnapps. He couldn’t brush his teeth for weeks without retching.
I’m not sure New England brown bread is the same thing as convenience store wheat bread. B&M brand certainly isn’t.
I can agree with that, but at least it is along the same lines.
In fact you can get the Brown Bread baked in a can online. Great survival food.
Not me, but my dad.
He said that you could get canned salmon for a nickel a can during the depression, so that was the protein eaten in his house several times a week when he was a kid. As an adult, he couldn’t stomach salmon in any form, fresh or canned. And though he loved trout fishing, he was very unenthusiastic about trout, too.
Oh, gosh. I was fortunate enough to be able to continue brushing my teeth with no side effects. Maybe the brand of toothpaste made a difference.
I guess I was also fortunate that if something like that was going to happen to me, it was with a drink I would never really care much about even if I hadn’t had the bad experience. From my point of view, it was more or less a random thing that fell into my lap. I was hanging out with a friend, and he said, “Wanna get drunk?” And I thought about it for a few seconds and said “Sure.” He happened to already have a bottle of peppermint schapps, so that was it. If it had been bourbon or rum, there’s no telling how things would have played out over the course of my subsequent drinking career.
What did SHE think of it? Did she actually like it, or did she feel obligated to make it because it was nutritious?
My local grocery store carries it. I never heard of it until shortly after I first saw this, so of course I had to try it.
Mom wanted to try something new and thought the recipe looked good. It’s been more than 35 years, and my sister and I still bring it up on occasion, mainly wanting to know why we were being punished because she was mad at dad. It was one thing to serve us a dish that was bad, but was it necessary to reheat it for dinner the next night knowing none of us liked it the first time? She’s never really explained herself, but if I had to take a guess, my sister and I probably weren’t too kind about voicing our opinion about the soup while and dad wouldn’t ever tell her he didn’t like something she cooked.
It did teach me an important lesson. If my wife makes something I don’t like, I tell her. I’m polite about it, explain that I appreciate the effort, but I don’t ever want to eat it again.
Oh, it was a one-time thing? I got the impression that she made it regularly, and didn’t usually reheat it but did that one time.
I once drank so much wine, and got so sick, that the smell of wine made me nauseous for years.
I don’t eat many sweets, but I have two Andes Mints every night after dinner.
Yes, I used to like them too. I still might eat one if someone put it on my hotel pillow.
I can’t stand Jack and Coke OR Vodka and OJ. Those were the two drinks to get hammered on in high school.