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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Rumptof
This is basically a large earthenware tub, which you fill with sugar, fruit, and rum, and then leave to ferment for six months or so. My parents received one as a wedding gift, and used it once.
In July, all the requisite ingredients were added, and it was left, and forgotten about. Until Christmas, when my Grandparents were staying over. Now, my Grandma is a wonderful woman, but does have the tendency to occasionally get cunnied at family gatherings. This was one of those times. She allegedly single-handedly devoured quite a large amount of the strong-but-not-brilliant-tasting substance, till she was rather merry, bright red, and hilarious. She is quite barmy at the best of times, but when alcohol is involved, things go downhill: 'Ohhh! Catherine! Have you seen the flying fish? I wouldn't normally ask anyone, but I know you get around a bit!', being one notable example. At this point, everyone was having fits of hysterics... Aside from my Dad, who had broken several ribs a few weeks before. Apparently it was the most painful Christmas ever.
( , Thu 17 May 2007, 20:03, Reply)
This is basically a large earthenware tub, which you fill with sugar, fruit, and rum, and then leave to ferment for six months or so. My parents received one as a wedding gift, and used it once.
In July, all the requisite ingredients were added, and it was left, and forgotten about. Until Christmas, when my Grandparents were staying over. Now, my Grandma is a wonderful woman, but does have the tendency to occasionally get cunnied at family gatherings. This was one of those times. She allegedly single-handedly devoured quite a large amount of the strong-but-not-brilliant-tasting substance, till she was rather merry, bright red, and hilarious. She is quite barmy at the best of times, but when alcohol is involved, things go downhill: 'Ohhh! Catherine! Have you seen the flying fish? I wouldn't normally ask anyone, but I know you get around a bit!', being one notable example. At this point, everyone was having fits of hysterics... Aside from my Dad, who had broken several ribs a few weeks before. Apparently it was the most painful Christmas ever.
( , Thu 17 May 2007, 20:03, Reply)
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