Terrible food
Back when I was a student, we had a "clear out the fridge" party. Everyone brought what they had left and the idea was to make a big meal out of it.
The stew/casserole/whatever was going surprisingly well until someone added the tin of mackerel in tomato sauce they'd been hoarding all year.
What's the worst thing you've ever cooked or eaten? Who's the worst cook you've encountered?
[and yes, we've asked this before, but way, way back before we had the fancy QOTW pages]
( , Thu 17 May 2007, 10:23)
Back when I was a student, we had a "clear out the fridge" party. Everyone brought what they had left and the idea was to make a big meal out of it.
The stew/casserole/whatever was going surprisingly well until someone added the tin of mackerel in tomato sauce they'd been hoarding all year.
What's the worst thing you've ever cooked or eaten? Who's the worst cook you've encountered?
[and yes, we've asked this before, but way, way back before we had the fancy QOTW pages]
( , Thu 17 May 2007, 10:23)
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Post war austerity?
When you're a kid, dessert is the bit you look forward to. Not when visiting my gran (whose funeral I told you about here) She had a way of making rice pudding that involved cooking it in a pan until ready to eat, but then baking it in the oven until it was rock hard with a leathery skin on the surface. But that was nothing compared to her jelly made with milk instead of water, which she would slop out onto your bowl in the mistaken belief that she was serving you a special treat.
Now, I know she probably learned to cook during WWII, but 30 years later she might have picked up a recipe or two
( , Thu 17 May 2007, 11:12, Reply)
When you're a kid, dessert is the bit you look forward to. Not when visiting my gran (whose funeral I told you about here) She had a way of making rice pudding that involved cooking it in a pan until ready to eat, but then baking it in the oven until it was rock hard with a leathery skin on the surface. But that was nothing compared to her jelly made with milk instead of water, which she would slop out onto your bowl in the mistaken belief that she was serving you a special treat.
Now, I know she probably learned to cook during WWII, but 30 years later she might have picked up a recipe or two
( , Thu 17 May 2007, 11:12, Reply)
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