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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Fishy Story
Second year at Uni, and we all used to cook at one time or another. Except Dave. He'd happily eat everyone else's cooking though.
So, one time, we managed to convince him to cook for the rest of us. Our favourite recipe was slop - basically, chuck anything and everything you can find into a big pan and heat. Corned beef slop was always my favourite.
Dave locked himself into the kitchen for a couple of hours, and then produced several large plates of food which he proudly presented. We each managed one forkful - before spitting it out all over the floor.
"What the Hell's in this???"
"Tomatoes, lentils, chick peas, tuna, onions, mussels..."
"Mussels?"
"Yeah, there was a jar in the cupboard"
"You did drain the brine before chucking them in, didn't you?"
"No. Should I have done?"
Dave ate three plates of salty slop (which sounds like a euphemism, but isn't).
We never let him cook again.
( , Fri 18 May 2007, 11:28, Reply)
Second year at Uni, and we all used to cook at one time or another. Except Dave. He'd happily eat everyone else's cooking though.
So, one time, we managed to convince him to cook for the rest of us. Our favourite recipe was slop - basically, chuck anything and everything you can find into a big pan and heat. Corned beef slop was always my favourite.
Dave locked himself into the kitchen for a couple of hours, and then produced several large plates of food which he proudly presented. We each managed one forkful - before spitting it out all over the floor.
"What the Hell's in this???"
"Tomatoes, lentils, chick peas, tuna, onions, mussels..."
"Mussels?"
"Yeah, there was a jar in the cupboard"
"You did drain the brine before chucking them in, didn't you?"
"No. Should I have done?"
Dave ate three plates of salty slop (which sounds like a euphemism, but isn't).
We never let him cook again.
( , Fri 18 May 2007, 11:28, Reply)
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