Pie.
Even fruit pies.
Even apple pie a la mode.
OTOH, I like warm cobbler, so there you go.
Oh! I forgot maple syrup. My husband, born and raised in “real-maple-country-OHIO-not-Vermont” ( :rolleyes: ), always warmed the syrup, which I hate. I finally converted him to cold syrup on warm pancakes by pointing out how much of his treaured maple syrup was being wasted by pouring it into a microwave safe picture instead of using it right from the fridge. 
I like cold coffee - Ok, not exactly cold, but lukewarm to room-temperature. Mostly because I hate burning my tongue.
I love Granny Smith apples, but they have to be cold.
Soda - I always fill my cup all the way to the top with ice. Same thing with juices, lemonade, Hawaiian Punch, orange juice, apple juice, etc. Cold enough for a brain freeze is about right.
Once it gets warm, it’s undrinkable. Same with Milk - if I’m having milk with my meal, I’ll keep it in the fridge until the moment I want to drink it.
Chana masala. Mmm mm.
Tea. Hot tea, no matter how much caffeine it’s got, puts me to sleep immediately. Usually, I brew up the tea in just a little bit of very hot water, and then add ice and cold water to it before I drink it.
Fried chicken.
Almost any baked dessert, even birthday cake.
Roast turkey.
Same here.
I used to like pizza, chicken and spaghetti sauce cold. But, really I think I told myself that because I didn’t want to take the time to heat them up.
Now, if I’m heating up pizza, I don’t even use the microwave. I re-oven it.
And, cold chicken to me now feels gelatinous, like the fat has congealed in the meat, like it’s not in the right form.
Occasionally, I’ll have cold pizza with hot coffee for breakfast, but I’m more likely to warm the pizza up in the oven and have it with a half a beer (yes, for breakfast, Lucretia Mott).
Could you describe what you mean by custard? I want to compare it with pudding, but isn’t pudding what you say for dessert in general?
Since when do Canadians like warm beer?
I don’t know any native Canadians that like warm beer…
I really don’t like melted cheese on my sandwiches. I prefer the cheese to be solid.
Even if the rest of the sandwich is warm, I don’t want the cheese to be melted. It’s just gooey and gross to me.
English custard is similar to American pudding, but with the addition of eggs or egg yolks. English custard is often served warm and still runny, as a sauce, over a desert, or chilled and set like we eat pudding, or layered with other stuff like torn up cake and/or fruit to make a trifle.
Compare these two recipes, and you’ll see how pudding-like custard is:
Traditional English Custard vs. Vanilla pudding.
(And yes, in England “pudding” is a desert course, unless it isn’t. Yorkshire pudding, for instance, is a bread like a roll or popover, not a sweet desert, and it’s eaten with the main meal, not at the end. See also “blood pudding”, “black pudding”, “oatmeal pudding” and “white pudding”, which are breakfast sausages.)
You’re kidding?! I must admit I never knew what it was, but I would have guess it was a brownish red blob like chocolate pudding, in a bowl. Don’t ask me where I got that idea, but bread/popover never entered my mind!
I like most fruit to be slightly chilled.
Cheese is most definitely more flavorful at room temperature, at least to my tastebuds.
I don’t mind leftover cold pizza, but prefer to leave it out of the fridge for a bit, same with leftover fried chicken. Truthfully, I think most leftovers need to sit for a while after they come out of the fridge, if they’re not going to be re-heated.
I’m truly fully addicted to caffeine-free diet coke, but it must be as cold as possible without freezing.
Chicken. Mr. Stuff makes roasted chicken about once a week, and always sequesters one breast for me afterward. I eat it straight from the fridge, which he finds disgusting. Yummmmmm.
Fried Chicken - much better cold than hot
When we lived in Wisconsin there was a local supper club that specialized in broasted chicken, which was prepared in large batches at a time. chilled left over chicken was always available in large bags for next to nothing. I miss that place…
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