I was studying there for a summer and one of the local students insisted we had to try one as part of the Scottish experience. :dubious: Try everything once, is my motto, but in this case it’ll probably be only once.
nashiitashii nailed mine: The Scotch Egg. With mustard it is a gastronomic delight. Have two, smoke a pack of cigs, and instant heart attack.
You were getting the piss taken out of you, most likely. Not that that is a likely explanation for the Creme Egg Incident.
Every year I look forward to spring just so I can once again get my Cadbury Creme Egg fix. I try to limit myself to one [del]pack[/del] egg a [del]day[/del] week during the spring. So not only would I try one, I would probably like it and ask for a recipe. Beer wouldn’t even be necessary, and in fact it sounds like it would be great for breakfast.
Hmmm, two “fried eggs,” some bacon and a cup of strong coffee. Then, if I skip lunch and dinner, work out like a mad-man I could probably have another the next morning before my arteries harden to the point where I would need emergency angioplasty.
When I was a teenager, there used to be a corner-store by my house that carried some low-rent tinned chocolate pudding that came in a huge (maybe 700ml) can. It had a slick black appearance like The Blob.
I used to occasionally pick those up and eat them by myself in front of the TV, and then feel very ill. They were awful.
Cool Ranch Doritos dipped in sour cream.
My only defense is that I was in college.
I’d have to go with the deep fried moro bar I tried last year. Heart attack wrapped in gold, as a friend put it. But sooo good.
No question…that would be the “Fatmess”.
I think I’m still full from that sucker…
I once ate three Bennigans’ Monte Cristo sandwiches in one sitting.
Fried honeybun-a staple at my college. Basically, a giant sweet-roll split lengthwise and fried in butter on a griddle. Then if you were really decadent, topped with ice cream. Then, if you were me, topped with a hot fudge sundae. So-fried honeybun with ice cream, hot fudge, whipped cream, nuts, and a cherry.
Lumpy icing sugar, straight from the box. I was craving something sweet and that’s all that was in the house.
Chicken blobs.
You know, those chicken bits they batter till they stop screaming. Then deep fry. Then cover in some kind of slimy sugary sauce. Then put them under a heat lamp.
I love those.
But they are disgusting.
I also get a thing for liverwurst once or twice a year.
Whenever I go to Fuddruckers, my favorite burger joint, I always get the one-pound burger, cooked medium. Everything is fresh and delicious, including the bun, which is baked in-house. They have a toppings bar, so I always dress mine with the majority of offerings: barbecue sauce, honey mustard, good ol’ ketchup, hot nacho cheese, shredded lettuce, tomato slices, onion slices, and fresh pico de gallo. Plus I usually order onion rings on the side. I never have any trouble finishing this, although it’s good I only treat myself every few months because it’s on the far side of town.
For more unhealthy-but-delicious food, I invented the Meatcake this year for our Superb Owl party: http://bigbadvoodoolou.blogspot.com/ .
This sounds like me and the damned one pound chocolate bunnies that show up for Easter. I haven’t kept track of how many I’ve eaten in one season, but it’s more than one. Or two. Or three. I buy a bunch at a time, telling myself I’ll break them up and freeze them to eat a little at a time, and a week later, they’re all gone. I can hear the sound of chocolate Easter bunnies calling me from the freezer wherever I am in the house. 
I made some last night,topped with habenero sauce, jalapeno slices, crumbled bleu cheese and mustard. YUM! I think I will have some more tonight.
Holy crap. I love doing that. It’s good with the nacho cheese Doritos too.
I’m sure it’s not the junkiest thing I’ve ever eaten, but the doritos and sour cream thing reminded me of being in high school–when my posse of girly friends would get together overnight we’d buy a ton of beer and vodka and cigarettes and then for food we’d get a couple cans of that jalapeno (petroleum-based, neon orange, non-food-like-product) cheez dip and a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos. And sour gummy worms. Dip Doritos in cheez-food-product, wash down with copious amounts of alcohol, rinse, repeat, follow with a pack and a half of smokes.
Good times!
OK, I’m obviously a piker compared to some of y’all, but I’d say the worst junk I eat on a semi-regular basis (i.e once a week) is a sausage, egg and cheese biscuit. Jack in da Box’s version gets the nod over Mickey D’s, being far tastier.
Otherwise, although I don’t really do this any more, I used to have a real thing for giant, sloppy double cheeseburgers as a next-morning hangover cure. Either a double Whopper w/cheese or something slimy from Carl’s Junior, depending on where I was living at the time.
As far as crappy fairground food goes, funnel cakes are king in my book.
On Saturday I had a bacon-cheeseburger and “poutine” at the airport Harvey’s.
Morbid curiousity, really. It wasn’t remotely like poutine, and instead of curds they used… I don’t know. Silicone left over from making Real Dolls? Silicone salvaged from recycled Real Dolls? Mechanically separated silicone reclaimed from Anna Nicole Smith?
It wasn’t wholesome, anyway.
Sound’s fantastic. I doubt I’ll make it to Lodi anytime soon, but what’s the name of the restaurant?
Do you mean those bacon wrapped wieners that they sell on the street in Ensenada? They’re really pretty good after about 30 beers at 3 in the morning. Make sure they’ve been sitting on the grill for at least 6 hours.
I’m thinking the Double King Chili Cheese Bacon Burger is my peak at Fatburger. I had heard about it in a Franklin Ajai comedy routine so I had to go for it. For sheer caloric cholesterolic stupidity, I think I’ve had two Double and one Single Chili Cheeseburgers at Tommy’s. This was about 25 years ago when I had the metabolism of a Jack Russell Terrier. Last Friday, I was barely able to finish just one measly Double Chili Cheeseburger. Delicious!