Oh, and I’ll take your slaw, too! 
Hallboy eats my hushpuppies, human garbage disposal that he is. We never seems to have a problem with the dill pickle spear (although he’ll try to nab it from me if I’m not watching close enough).
What’s with that semi-limp piece of kale on the plate of food? Anyone here scarf that down, or does it just get pushed aside (or worse yet, dumped on the table, half on/half off the plate)?
I’m not a fan of hush puppies, but my brother always ate mine. Now Ardred takes over that sacred duty.
I’ll eat your veggies, Zsofia.
If the kale or lettuce isn’t completely wilted from having hot food or sauce sitting on it, I’ll eat it; I loves me some greens, and kale is my favorite. I’ll also eat all the parsley or orange slices they give me on my plate.
Daniel
Mmmmm hushpuppies… a place by me makes jalapeno hushpuppies and serves them with a little ramekin of whipped honeybutter for dipping.
Foods that will always go to watse on my plate:
Uncooked tomato in any form (except Pico de Gallo… go figure)
Guacamole
most mushrooms
Okra
olives in any form
Dibs on Burn’s olives!
Well, a fair majority of fast-food workers I’ve encountered would look at you like you have four heads. Some of them just don’t seem to grok the concept of “special order”. If it comes with hushpuppies, you’re damned well gonna get hushpuppies.
Yeah, a lot of them might not understand that, either. I could just hear the response, “umm, sir? I’m pretty sure they’re not made with real dogs. . .”
But I’ll take your hushpuppies, dill pickles (when we go out to eat as a family, I’m in pickle heaven, cuz I’m the only one in the family that likes the pickle spear; so I get 'em all), and your cole slaw. However, if I’m in the south and ordering breakfast. . .you won’t ever see me eating grits!
Proper response:
Steely glare of death. “You’re wrong. They’re made from toy poodles, and I am allergic to dogs.”
Daniel
Umm… why don’t you apply them to their original purpose and feed them to the dogs?
As I understand it, the origin of hushpuppies was a use for the seasoned corn meal leftover after all the fish had been dredged and deep fried… just add some milk and egg and ball it up and deep fry it, too. Supposedly, the purpose was to have something to give the dogs who were begging outside the screen door to the kitchen.
Now, as kids growing up in South Carolina, my little sister and I would fight over the hushpuppies in our family’s take-home orders of fried fish foods, so our dogs never got any.
They had to be happy with pork chop bones and scraps of fat and skin, and the occasional gizzard.
Then with a sad look on your face, respond “My doctor said I can’t eat anything with artificial dog flavor added either.” 
Another hush puppie fan, here. I don’t like seafood, but I used to love going to Arthur Treacher’s for their hush puppies and battered chicken. I love dill pickles, too. 
Count me out when it comes to coleslaw or anything green that gets served with food, though.
Well, my friend, that’s because you are a freak.
I keed, of course! Rice and pasta are almost all that I eat: I could never do the Atkins thing, because I just wouldn’t know what the heck to eat or how the heck to buy groceries. My pantry consists of a lot of Minute Rice (for adding to soups or making with butter and cheese), Lipton’s rice and pasta sides, mac & cheese, Pasta Roni, etc. Even at work, I always keep some Ragu Express and Oodles of Noodles in my office for lunch.
It probably helps that I’m half Italian: my maternal grandparents might have disowned me if I hadn’t liked pasta. {grin}
Same here, except that I don’t even like Pico de Gallo. {shudder} I’m fine with cooked tomatoes in any form, but I can’t even eat a sandwich that used to have raw tomato on it (the pulp gets in the bread and everything…blech).
I’ll take the 'shrooms!
Count me in with the slaw-haters. Ugh…I always request that they don’t even bother to put that on my plate. The exception is with barbecue sandwiches - that gets barbecue, beans, sauce, and a tiny dab of slaw - but only the tiniest dab.
I loves me some hushpuppies though.
Darn, the 'shrooms are taken. Can I have the guacamole? With some jalapeno hushpuppies to dip in it?
Oh, and Ghanima, can Misnomer and I split your rice and pasta?
Pickles. I always remove the pickles from my Big Macs-it’s just too much bother to ask them to be made without.
But I’ll take the hushpuppies. Damn, those things are good. And those little pebble crunchy things that fill the baskets at Long John Silver’s-I LOVE those!
Ugh. Hush puppies are terrible. Bland cornbread. I wish Long John Silvers would let you exchange them for something. I should try to barter them away for half of a chicken plank or something.
Same here. I imagine I’d dislike these things though, I don’t like cornbread at all. Coleslaw is also nasty.
Rats. I wanted them 'shroooms…
However, does anyone want my cooked carrots? Why do they do that to perfectly innocent unoffending carrots?
And take them peas, squash and corn away. Please!
And, yes, I get mobbed by people when I offer the corn-on-the-cob that comes with some meals. If you think you get looked at oddly for asking for meals without hushpuppies, try asking for a meal without the corn-on-the-cob that it comes with.
Wrong, unless in your area the McDonalds do things different than here. I know someone who works at McDonalds. All Big Macs (and other sandwiches) are made one at a time per the customer’s order. Cashier accepts order. Order pops up on a monitor in the kitchen. Based on that, the kitchen staff make whatever it says on the monitor. Just as easy to not add pickles as it is to add them.
Well you can have my 'shrooms, if you’re willing to share with each other.