One must always drink milk while eating dill pickles. Makes the milk ultrasweet and the pickles ultrasour.
But no matter how much I love butter (I lick the wrapper after putting the stick in the butter dish) I never, EVER, put butter on sandwiches. It makes them all slimy and gross.
hypergirl: IIRC, bangers and mash are sausages baked in mashed potatoes.
In my best Texas drawl: “If it don’t bite back, it ain’t worth eatin’!” I put either cayenne pepper or Tabasco on almost everything. As I type this post, I am eating a McChicken sandwich with no sauce that has a healthy dose of cayenne pepper. I even put Tabasco in my beer (unless I am drinking a premium beer like Fat Tire, Red Oak, or the like it would be a sacrilege to demean a good beer in such a manner).
No sauce on my sandwich, unless it is a small amout of mustard. The aforementioned McChicken was ordered with Mustard, lettuce, and cheese only. Any more or less would be wrong.
“I’m too cool, I tell ya!” I do not use ice. I prefer to drink most beverages at room temperature. This includes tea (servers at many restaurants refer to it as iced-tea with no ice–how bizarre!), and any soft drink. Beer is an exception, but I still prefer it warmer than most people.
“If God had intended us to use salad dressing, a walk through the garden would be a very messy affair.” I use very little, if any dressing.
I enjoy a tasty concoction of mustard and fried shrimp, mixed with chopped pickles and jalapenos, with nacho cheese, a light chocolate sauce and a spritz of Windex.
…okay, not really, but I gotta admit, some of you people are messed up. I almost got sick reading this thread.
Burnt popcorn. Not burnt all the way through, but just so the bottom layer is black. If you’re using microwave popcorn, there must be a golf- to tennis-ball sized black lump in the center.
Also French’s mustard sandwiches on any whole-grain bread.
Grilled ham and cheese,dipped in thosand island dressing,Kraft brand only.Not so wierd for this board, but the reaction I get from friends. Then they are addicted.
Mine comes from my childhood. Ever since that day, oh so many years ago, that my real maple syrup mixed in with my scrambled eggs and bacon, I’ve been hooked.
I didn’t think this was strange until my college roommate looked at me odd when I made scrambled eggs, dry dammit!, burnt bacon, and drizzled some pure maple syrup over the top. MMmm.
Ouh!!Ouh!! I can’t forget about smashed danishes. Cut a danish much like you’d cut a bagle, square down the middle. Flip the outter sides inwards and place on a hot buttered skillet. Place a heavy object on top of the danish. Smash that danish into oblivian. Flip after a minute and repeat the butter and smashing on the other side.
Enjoy your breakfast and prepare to bounce off the walls!
I always get the kind of peanut butter that settles to the bottom, with the oil on top. I pour out the oil and replace it with butter (salt, not sweet). I stir it up, until there are little globs of butter throughout the peanut butter.