My Mom’s banana pudding. Referred to (behind her back) as vomit in a bowl.
Worst meal you ever ate multiple times?
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fiasconva
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When we first got married my wife would make a dish of canned corned beef hash with some tomato sauce over it. I really hated that stuff but ate it several times not wanting to hurt her feelings. One day she asked me how I liked it and I told her the truth and said I wouldn't mind if she never made it again. She was a good sport about it and never made it again. She is a really great southern style cook and if I didn't watch what I ate when she cooks I'd be in the 300 lb + class.
Officially, the menu said “breaded veal cutlets.” Better known by all as Scabs. Deep fried in, well, something.
Served a secondary purpose as a fire starter. Things had the amazing capability of soaking up 5 times their weight in cooking oil.
But when that’s what’s served, a hungry, broke college boy will eat it. And it was served multiple times.
Served a secondary purpose as a fire starter. Things had the amazing capability of soaking up 5 times their weight in cooking oil.
But when that’s what’s served, a hungry, broke college boy will eat it. And it was served multiple times.
When I was in high school, I worked evenings as a machinist apprentice. I walked, or drove, directly to work after school. Since I was not home at dinner time, I would order two lunches each day at the school cafeteria. The lunch ladies knew me, and I would frequently compliment the cooks.
One day they served us chicken chow mien. It didn't deserve the moniker, it was terrible. Kids were complaining out loud, so much so that the cafeteria ladies could surely heard it. I ate mine, knowing I'd get nothing else till 9:30 or so that nite, and I went to the ladies and told them I thought lunch was good, and thanks.
The next day, when I got in the lunch line, the lady behind the counter said, "Since you liked the lunch yesterday, we had some left over and made it for you again today." I said, thank you and learned a valuable lesson. No good deed goes unpunished.
One day they served us chicken chow mien. It didn't deserve the moniker, it was terrible. Kids were complaining out loud, so much so that the cafeteria ladies could surely heard it. I ate mine, knowing I'd get nothing else till 9:30 or so that nite, and I went to the ladies and told them I thought lunch was good, and thanks.
The next day, when I got in the lunch line, the lady behind the counter said, "Since you liked the lunch yesterday, we had some left over and made it for you again today." I said, thank you and learned a valuable lesson. No good deed goes unpunished.
OMG, I had the exact same experience. My wife made it once a week for the first year we were together. One day, I came home to corned beef hash. I took one bite, sat my fork down and said, "Shirlyn, I hate corned beef hash." She was shocked, and said, " You've eaten it every week for months." I replied, "Yes, and I am never going to eat it again." She has made it dozens of times for her and my daughter, but she has always done so when I was working or away at dinner time.
Chubbs103
US Veteran
There is a T-Ration that is an imitation of the McRib patty. There was a period in Iraq when I wound up eating those things a couple of times a week. That's what we had. Hopefully, I will never come near one ever again. That includes any version from McDonalds.
Otherwise, I'm a pretty adventurous eater. Every once in a while, I gamble and lose.
Spajohn
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Eating things twice reminded me of this old joke:
A young cowboy walks into a seedy cafe in Prescott, AZ. He sits at the counter and notices an old cowboy with his arms folded staring blankly at a full bowl of chili.
After fifteen minutes of just sitting there staring at it, the young cowboy bravely asks the old cowpoke, "If you ain't gonna eat that, mind if I do?"
The older cowboy slowly turns his head toward the young wrangler and in his best cowboy manner says, "Nah, go ahead."
Eagerly, the young cowboy reaches over and slides the bowl over to his place and starts spooning it in with delight. He gets nearly down to the bottom and notices a dead mouse in the chili. The sight was shocking and he immediately pukes up the chili into the bowl.
The old cowboy quietly says, "Yep, that's as far as I got, too."
A young cowboy walks into a seedy cafe in Prescott, AZ. He sits at the counter and notices an old cowboy with his arms folded staring blankly at a full bowl of chili.
After fifteen minutes of just sitting there staring at it, the young cowboy bravely asks the old cowpoke, "If you ain't gonna eat that, mind if I do?"
The older cowboy slowly turns his head toward the young wrangler and in his best cowboy manner says, "Nah, go ahead."
Eagerly, the young cowboy reaches over and slides the bowl over to his place and starts spooning it in with delight. He gets nearly down to the bottom and notices a dead mouse in the chili. The sight was shocking and he immediately pukes up the chili into the bowl.
The old cowboy quietly says, "Yep, that's as far as I got, too."
riverrat38
US Veteran
In the late sixties, I was the mess sergeant in a California National Guard company. Usually, we were issued WW2 surplus C rations when on convoy to summer camp. One year, someone got the bright idea to issue regular Army rations for our noon meal (dinner). That day, the entire US Army had beef stew on the dinner menu. We got large boxes of whatever beef the Army purchases for stew, and gunny sacks of spuds, and other veggies. They sent the mess truck ahead about an hour so we would have time to cook. Normally, stew is started after breakfast is served. That day, we had about an hour and a half. We quickly got our field range going and tossed everything in with minimal prep. Due to the time factor, we were cooking with the range turned up to nuclear. The result was predictable; half burned and a lot of the veggies crunchy. I was watching the garbage can line and noticed that what got tossed was about what we had served. The stew just got transferred from one can to another.
When our motor pool sergeant (a full time State employee) came back to the chow line, he wanted to know if there were seconds. It probably wouldn't have mattered which can he got served from, but we loaded up his tray. He said that he really liked the stew, and further explained that it was just like the stew that his wife made. Generally, we had a good reputation for the quality of our chow, but that day, the WW2 C rats would have easily taken first place.
73,
Rick
When our motor pool sergeant (a full time State employee) came back to the chow line, he wanted to know if there were seconds. It probably wouldn't have mattered which can he got served from, but we loaded up his tray. He said that he really liked the stew, and further explained that it was just like the stew that his wife made. Generally, we had a good reputation for the quality of our chow, but that day, the WW2 C rats would have easily taken first place.
73,
Rick
I've had a hard time coming up with a meal that I didn't like but endured a number of times. No way as an adult. But, as a kid, I recall my mom making what she called Chicken Cacciatore, which seemed to me to be chicken boiled with tomatoes.
I was not a fan, but, being low man on the totem pole in those days, I ate it.
I was not a fan, but, being low man on the totem pole in those days, I ate it.
snowman
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I'd like to interrupt this rather upleasant thread with a question for our resident Brits and anyone else with extensive exposure to their culinary habits, abilities, etc.: Does the common stereotype have any basis in reality? There's an interesting joke about the respective tendencies of Western European peoples which paints a picture of British cooking as decidedly bad. I told the joke to a German immigrant acquaintance of mine and when I got to that particular part of it, my acquaintance laughed uproariously. He had had a great deal of experience with English food and agreed with the sentiment wholeheartedly. Having no comparable experience I've often wondered if there was any truth to the whole thing.
Well, pardon me for abruptly changing the subject. Maybe anyone who wants to respond can use PM if we don't want any further drift.
Regards,
Andy
Well, pardon me for abruptly changing the subject. Maybe anyone who wants to respond can use PM if we don't want any further drift.
Regards,
Andy
ErnieDeBord
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Read a few posts from my military bros in here. "Back in the day " i had my fair share. After awhile i was kinda glad to them or about anything Except that scrambeld eggs in a can stuff, about everything else i could handle,Regards
TheHobbyist
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Went to school briefly in the eastern part of England.... British cafeteria food.
No idea how everything was devoid of flavor, but it sure was. I seem to recall most of it was boiled.
No idea how everything was devoid of flavor, but it sure was. I seem to recall most of it was boiled.
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Years ago, some prominent English food critic got in big trouble for saying all civilized cultures make great use of garlic in their cuisine.
I grew up in an English kitchen run by a woman who knew times of want and strict rationing. She learned to make meals from what was at hand and to this day will waste little.
I can't recall having a bad meal.
I can't recall having a bad meal.
On my father's side - Pickled Herring
On my mother's side - Chitlins & Okra
RAAAAALPH!!!
On my mother's side - Chitlins & Okra
RAAAAALPH!!!
mmaher94087
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From the 'I Hate to Cook' book: Doctor Martin's Mix. The only meal that my father, brother and I asked my mother to never make again.
Tuna casserole 
Tuna casserole
Hey! I LIKE tuna casserole. Of course, I will eat almost anything, (see post #83)my friends called me “Mikey”.
Tuna casserole was one of my favorite bachelor meals. So much so, my wife will still fix it for me occasionally.
Tuna casserole
In my early road days I reached my saturation point on box mac & cheese, peas and tuna.
However, Ruthie makes a delicious tuna casserole with crushed kettle chips baked on top.
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