I started a thread sometime last year asking about disgusting objects/creatures found in food. I had an incident last night which prompted me to try to type all the disgust out of me.
So I’m eating out of a bag of dried apricots. Yum, dried apricots. All sweet and tangy and chewy at the same time. I’ve eaten about 5 apricots when I happen to look down at the one I’ve just bitten in half. There is a little dark dot sticking out of the middle. Just a lil’ wee dot poking out all cute.
I figure it’s just a bit of leftover pit and go to pick it out. To my horror this long rubbery thing comes out, and I realize that the dark spot was the head of some kind of dead worm.
I fling the sticky worm away and feel my pulse quicken. Just one. Right? It was just one little worm. There probably weren’t any more. I grab another apricot out of the bag and rip it in half.
TWO dark dots in the middle of that one. Pokin’ out just a little bit. Pokey pokey. I open the bag wide and look inside. At the bottom of the bag was the stuff that nightmares are made of.
Little dried out worm corpses trapped in the corners. And one evil black and green apricot that must have spawned the beasts.
I did the kind of dance that only someone who is completely grossed out can do. My stomach screamed, Eject! Eject! at the same time my brain was screaming, It’s just protein! Protein!
I chugged lots of water, used some mouthwash and managed to keep my food down, but I think I’m not gonna be eating dried apricots for awhile.
Yeah, that’s why I won’t bother. I think the stamp would cost me more than the bag of worms did.
The mom of one of my friends once found a large dead locust sitting inside of her just-opened can of corn niblets. It’s abdomen had kind of gelatinized and oozed locust guts all over the corn. She wrote back on the company and compained, and they compensated her with a whole free case of CORN! :vomity smiley:
Yeah, yeah, yeah, but it’s classy. Mail these clowns an envelope with “Enclosure: dead worm”. It will piss them off. People will see it on the way. It will give you a small bit of revenge.
Are vermin in foods sometimes beneficial? i heard that one reason why the japanese never got beri-beri (a vitamine deficiency) , despite eating white rice, was the fact that their rice contained weevils 9bugs). the weevils supplied the necessary vitamines
A friend once brought me several Aero bars from Canada, including the hard-to-find-at-World-Market MINT Aero bars…my favorites. I brought one in all it’s minty goodness for my post-lunch snack one day. Opened it up, put it on my desk, and began breaking it off, piece by piece to savor.
After I’d eaten about three pieces, I noticed little shaving-like things on the unwrapped paper. Then I realized they were moving. Then I realized they were tiny little black bugs crawling OUT of my Mint Aero bar. Then I realized there were a few crawling in the piece of Mint Aero in my hand, of which I had just taken a bite.
I was thoroughly disgusted, and I will never, ever eat a Mint Aero bar again. Or any other kind of Aero bar.
It’s a pity because I loved them. Loved. Past tense.
I once encountered the south end of a northbound cockroach in a forkful of yummy pumpkin pie.
The beastie fragment might have been 1/4" long at most and was cooked to the same velvety consistency and orangey-brown color as the filling, so I just flung it aside and kept eating my yummy pie. Had I crunched down on a hunk of chitinous armor, or looked unwittingly into the lifeless, sightless, filling-besmeared bug face, I probably would have run shrieking and projectile-vomiting through the nearest door, window, or wall. Dam lucky I didn’t.
I can’t recall any bug-in-food stories at the moment, but I do ahve a great mold-in-food story! A couple, actually.
I was coming back from a boy scout camping trip, and we stopepd at a little store to get some gas and a snack or soda if we wanted. I went inside and got a homemade twinkie thingy from the bakery part of the store. As I was eating iti n the car, I felt some odd texture in my mouth. Thinknig nothing of it, i just swalloed. Then I looked down and say that they cream filling was FULL of mold. And I mean FULL. Practically more mold than cream, here. I have neve seen anyone pull over on an interstate as fast as that chaperone did.
The next time is not as glamourous, but I was in college and went to make a sandwich. I grabbed my bread slices, piled on the meat and cheese, and ate away. When I was done, I heard my roomate yell “eww, gross!” I asked him the matter and he said when he went to get bread, he came back with nothing but moldy slices…from the same loaf I used.
Oh, and I won’t mention how, as a kid, I thought the Cool Whip with the green dots on it was the “special” flavor and always ate the whole container of it when I noticed it was the kind with the green dots. Funny how I never realzed that the “special” Cool Whip only appeared after the regular kind was gone, and for some reason, even though I seemed to notice it the first day we had it, there was never more than half a container’s worth.
When I was in 8th grade, my friend bought one of those prepackaged sandwiches from the school cafeteria. He started to eat it, stopped, and pulled about 5 hairs out of it.
Ever since that fateful day, I always take the bread off and look through my sandwiches before eating them. Just in case.
I’m not sure if this counts, since it was my fault, but it’s just so dang impressive!
I was drinking a soda and driving along the freeway w/some friends, stopped at a rest area and foolishly left my soda on top of the car. Came out of the restroom, took a big ol’ swig of soda…strange…there seemed to be a large, pokey thing in my mouth. I spit out a LIVE YELLOW JACKET onto the pavement, where it stood up, fanned its wings and flew away.
I don’t know why it didn’t sting me. It was probably as surprised as I was. :eek:
My local grocery has premade meal items in the deli section. Single servings of stuff like chicken parmesan and lasagna. My husband loved those things. One day he was enjoying his chicken parmesan when he bit down on something. Upon further inspection it turned out to be a large hunk of fingernail.
He absolutely refuses to buy the premade stuff anymore.
