Dennis The B
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The top four -
Still can't eat any of it today.
- Cream of Wheat/Rice
- Fried liver and onions
- Pinto beans
- Peas
Still can't eat any of it today.
what was the wierdest yuckkiest food your mom made you eat when you were a kid?
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semperfi71
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fanocool,
I am sorry to hear about your Mom. I watched my Mother-In-Law (who I loved dearly) go from Parkinson's and Dementia.
But as to the food.
It was liver or beets.
In my family my Father and Mother MADE you eat everything on your plate, no getting sent away, but in the early years a whippin' if you did not eat it.
I became an expert at hiding liver as it went from my plate to "almost-into-the-mouth". It was in the days of jeans with cuffs. If you were quick one could drop liver into the cuffs and after leaving the table get outside and dump them.
Shirt pockets were good too.
I learned to ask, "What's for dinner tonight?" and then go into the bedroom and dress appropriately.
BUT, milk was a bad choice. When you have liver in your mouth, and take a drink of milk, and trade the liver back into the milk (thinking it will sink to the bottom in the white liquid to remain unseen) IT FLOATS!!!
I got a serious whuppin' over that one.
Beets I just had to suffer through.
However from these foods I learned a "skill" that paid off many times later. If you hold your breath while chewing and swallowing the taste is nulled.
I am sorry to hear about your Mom. I watched my Mother-In-Law (who I loved dearly) go from Parkinson's and Dementia.
But as to the food.
It was liver or beets.
In my family my Father and Mother MADE you eat everything on your plate, no getting sent away, but in the early years a whippin' if you did not eat it.
I became an expert at hiding liver as it went from my plate to "almost-into-the-mouth". It was in the days of jeans with cuffs. If you were quick one could drop liver into the cuffs and after leaving the table get outside and dump them.
Shirt pockets were good too.
I learned to ask, "What's for dinner tonight?" and then go into the bedroom and dress appropriately.
BUT, milk was a bad choice. When you have liver in your mouth, and take a drink of milk, and trade the liver back into the milk (thinking it will sink to the bottom in the white liquid to remain unseen) IT FLOATS!!!
I got a serious whuppin' over that one.
Beets I just had to suffer through.
However from these foods I learned a "skill" that paid off many times later. If you hold your breath while chewing and swallowing the taste is nulled.
m657
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...lime jello with slices of bologna floating in it along with tiny marshmellows...
ok, ok, it wasn't a usual thing....but at Great Uncle John's 50th wedding anniversary in 1953 it made quite a mark on me that hasn't quite been erased by mere passage of nearly SIX decades....
ok, ok, it wasn't a usual thing....but at Great Uncle John's 50th wedding anniversary in 1953 it made quite a mark on me that hasn't quite been erased by mere passage of nearly SIX decades....
Stewed tomatoes, not bad if you sprinkle a little sea salt on them.
-Fried liver and onions (the worst lol), Liver and onions, only if it's babey beef liver cooked properly is good.
-Beets, I've always liked them sliced in a green salad.
-tuna noodle casserole, the "lovely and charming" makes the world best tuna noodle casserole, but we only have it about twice a year.
The only meal my mom really blew was some sort of wild duck breast casserole. It would have been fine except whomever cleaned the ducks had no idea of what they were doing, and so help me God there was shotgun pellets still in the meat.
To this day I will not eat duck!!!
-Fried liver and onions (the worst lol), Liver and onions, only if it's babey beef liver cooked properly is good.
-Beets, I've always liked them sliced in a green salad.
-tuna noodle casserole, the "lovely and charming" makes the world best tuna noodle casserole, but we only have it about twice a year.
The only meal my mom really blew was some sort of wild duck breast casserole. It would have been fine except whomever cleaned the ducks had no idea of what they were doing, and so help me God there was shotgun pellets still in the meat.
To this day I will not eat duck!!!
6thtexas
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When I was a kid, we killed all our own meat. At hog killing time, nothing got thrown away. I'm not squeamish in the least (I love scrambled brains and eggs and handle chitlins fine!) but I couldn't handle the sweetbreads, the melts, and the "lights" (lungs). Even now when we kill a deer, sheep, or a feral hog my old mother doesn't understand why we don't keep and eat the various "innards". I have to tell her we've got a little money now and don't have to eat like Bushmen do.
Both my parents grew up in the depression and grew up eating whatever meat they could.
Both my parents grew up in the depression and grew up eating whatever meat they could.
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Nothing weird or yucky, my mother was an excellent cook, just some things I didn't like-and still don't. Asparagus, broccoli, Brussels sprouts, zucchini, macaroni and cheese, scrambled eggs and cheese-both my mother and aunt liked that. Ralston-I like that, but Chocolate Ralston? One Boy Scout camping trip the Scout who was to provide the food for the weekend let his mother do the shopping. We encountered-Instant Cream of Wheat! YUCK!!! NONE of us-including the Scout who brought it-could eat it! We were trying to flavor it with Tang and still we couldn't get it down. We called it "Barf of Wheat"!
Black_Sheep
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Brussel sprouts, maybe it was the way my Mom cooked them but it like chewing a superball...
My mother was a great cook--but for some unknown reason she felt compelled to serve us beets about once a week. I HATED those things then, still do.
The other clinker she hit was sauerkraut. She only made it once, and my father, who was the world's nicest guy, balked at it. I think it had something to do with his being in the ETO in WWII, but at any rate, it never showed up again.
My daughter in law is a great cook, and never makes me eat anything I don't want to. RHIP, I guess.
The other clinker she hit was sauerkraut. She only made it once, and my father, who was the world's nicest guy, balked at it. I think it had something to do with his being in the ETO in WWII, but at any rate, it never showed up again.
My daughter in law is a great cook, and never makes me eat anything I don't want to. RHIP, I guess.
Liver & Onions comes in second for me - But only because my mom thought that the lung she bought once was liver, so I have to vote for Lung & Onions....
My Uncle John (A super guy and USMC WWII Silver Star holder - RIP) gave me Mountain Oysters once --- Not bad, but never again
At a dinner in China there was something different going by on the lazy susan and the other guy from here and I were eating it - Yum. So I asked my *sponsor* - "What is this?"
Mr. Liu said, "Duck"
My buddy told me - "This isn't a bird, this is red meat."
So I asked him again.
"Duck! I told you, Duck!"
So I asked, "You mean Duck, like quack quack?"
He gave me a strange look and said, "No, duck, like bow wow."
My Uncle John (A super guy and USMC WWII Silver Star holder - RIP) gave me Mountain Oysters once --- Not bad, but never again
At a dinner in China there was something different going by on the lazy susan and the other guy from here and I were eating it - Yum. So I asked my *sponsor* - "What is this?"
Mr. Liu said, "Duck"
My buddy told me - "This isn't a bird, this is red meat."
So I asked him again.
"Duck! I told you, Duck!"
So I asked, "You mean Duck, like quack quack?"
He gave me a strange look and said, "No, duck, like bow wow."
Not for eating, but before WW II my mother used to give me Cod Liver Oil. I didn't mind it much, but I guess I protested too much for then she gave me peppermint flavored cod liver oil which is MUCH worse.
I like the liver and onions, but the wife can't stand it so it is strictly verboten in our house. Worst food ever? Canned asparagus. I don't think flies even land on that stuff.
cowboy45
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Looks like liver and onions and Brussel sprouts are then winner!
I still hate both!
I still hate both!
red14
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Looks like liver and onions and Brussel sprouts are the winner!
I still hate both!
Agree to all above.
Boiled cabbage gets an honorable mention.
Fanocool,
I'm sorry about your mother. I don't remember my mother making anything really yucky. We lost mom to cancer in 1998 at about the same age. I helped care for her near the end while on in-home hospice and it was heartbreaking.
When we had steak (not that often) she would broil it to death, but that's the only flaw I can remember. I still have her recipe collection which contains more 3x5 cards, in file boxes, than I would care to count.
My dad loved limburger cheese, something I enjoyed as well. He would meticulously cut the rind off (outdoors), cube it and put it in glass jars to store in the fridge. It was eaten on toast with onion and salt for breakfast.
Liver (game, beef or chicken) and onions, beets, veal kidneys, peas, fresh brussel sprouts and asparagus, split peas soup… you guys don't know what's good!
I'm sorry about your mother. I don't remember my mother making anything really yucky. We lost mom to cancer in 1998 at about the same age. I helped care for her near the end while on in-home hospice and it was heartbreaking.
When we had steak (not that often) she would broil it to death, but that's the only flaw I can remember. I still have her recipe collection which contains more 3x5 cards, in file boxes, than I would care to count.
My dad loved limburger cheese, something I enjoyed as well. He would meticulously cut the rind off (outdoors), cube it and put it in glass jars to store in the fridge. It was eaten on toast with onion and salt for breakfast.
Liver (game, beef or chicken) and onions, beets, veal kidneys, peas, fresh brussel sprouts and asparagus, split peas soup… you guys don't know what's good!
I'm caring for my mom now who at 82 is suffering from cancer and early-moderate dimentia. I bring her dinner every night. All stuff she used to enjoy. Pizza(home made) shrimp, salmon along with whatever my wife is preparing. Mom is eating less and less. Hospice tells me that this is a normal condition with her illnesses. For some reason tonight, while trying to coax her to eat "just a little more", I got thinking of all the funny dishes she used to prepare for us that I Hated
-Stewed tomatoes
-Fried liver and onions (the worst lol)
-Beets
-tuna noodle casserole
what were yours
You are a great person for taking care of your Mom, too many people are indifferent. God Bless you and your Mom.
bshepherd
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My mom was a good cook and there were not too many things I would not eat. I did go through a phase where I would not eat peas or green beans. But I love them now. She never cooked liver, and beets were a rarity thank goodness. . Some of y'alls least favorites are my favorites
Tuna Casserole Love it
Spam fried a bit crispy on the outside served with yellow mustard on white bread, is the best.
Tuna Casserole Love it
Spam fried a bit crispy on the outside served with yellow mustard on white bread, is the best.
CH47gunner
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Don't care for liver in any form but, we love the fresh brussel sprouts here.
And you gotta remember I'm from a generation where you had to sit at the table until you were finished.
Couple of things my Mother (who's not a very creative cook) tought me to really dislike tho:
Eggplant
Liver & onions
Cream Corn
Squash
I'd still rather die than eat these things.
Bruce
And you gotta remember I'm from a generation where you had to sit at the table until you were finished.
Couple of things my Mother (who's not a very creative cook) tought me to really dislike tho:
Eggplant
Liver & onions
Cream Corn
Squash
I'd still rather die than eat these things.
Bruce
What is instant Ralston?
Chipmunk6
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Half-cooked okra, nuff said about good ol' mom.
C6
C6
JcMack
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My Dad grew up in southern Missouri during the depression. As a result he would eat most anything. In the Army he picked up a liking for SOS. My maternal grandparents lived next door. They were German and I often ate dinner with them. Both my parents worked. I don't know how my mother did it. She worked in an office downtown and did laundry (a three day affair involving a wringer washer) took care of me and my father and everything around the house, and worked besides. So..Potato soup, sour kraut and thuringers at Grandmas a couple times a week, SOS and liver and onions at my house a couple times a week. Beets were on my plate sometimes. I drew the line at beets. I heard "you will eat everything on your plate before you leave the table" over beets. I spent many hours (different incidents) staring at those red things. Victory was mine however, I've never had a beet. To this day I am "beetless".
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