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Post by Taildragger on Jun 30, 2021 14:36:26 GMT -5
My wife eats this:
It smells like dill pickles. Strikes me as downright unnatural. I haven't tasted it.
Oh well, at least it isn't anchovie-flavored icecream...
Whaddya got?
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Post by NoSoapRadio on Jun 30, 2021 15:01:35 GMT -5
I have a cousin who used to eat crayons.
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Post by Leftee on Jun 30, 2021 15:25:53 GMT -5
I have a cousin who used to eat crayons. The reds ones taste like wax cherries. |
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Post by HenryJ on Jun 30, 2021 15:26:27 GMT -5
No weird stuff here. I come from a family of picky eaters.
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Post by Ricketi on Jun 30, 2021 20:01:02 GMT -5
My dad use to eat pickled pigs feet. That always grossed me out.
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Post by gato on Jul 1, 2021 7:41:54 GMT -5
In my family we occasionally dove into a dinner of chicken gizzard/heart casserole.
I still work up a batch now and then, but my brother has abandoned this delicacy.
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Post by Laker on Jul 1, 2021 9:11:13 GMT -5
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Post by HeavyDuty on Jul 1, 2021 18:44:57 GMT -5
One time I come home from a night of drinking to find my grandfather at the kitchen table eating sardines on buttered rye with a glass of chocolate milk.
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Post by Taildragger on Jul 1, 2021 19:09:32 GMT -5
I was all in with gramps til the chocolate milk...
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Post by Vibroluxer on Jul 2, 2021 0:12:19 GMT -5
Many years ago my Dad would eat icing sandwiches. My Mom was a cake maker and he got the leftovers. Yuk!
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Post by orrk01 on Jul 2, 2021 5:04:08 GMT -5
In my family we occasionally dove into a dinner of chicken gizzard/heart casserole. I still work up a batch now and then, but my brother has abandoned this delicacy. I came from a family with 5 kids so, when my mom made chicken dinners, you had to be quick to grab your favorite pieces of chicken. My youngest brother always ended up with the gizzards and hearts. He claimed they were his favorites. If you will add your recipe to the Forum Cookbook, I will make sure to send it to him. |
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