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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Mouth shock
As a fairly keen home cook, I dont like to waste anything, for instance, if I joint a chicken, I'll make chicken stock from the scraps. But I paid for it the other night.
I woke up at about 2 am. Hungover, and dry in the mouth. So I stumbled into my pitch black kitchen, opened the fridge, and reached in for the bottle of lemonade in the door. I started sculling, and only realised after 3 or 4 swigs that it was actually a bottle of prawn stock that I'd made the day before. In the same type of bottle. Next to the lemonade. As you can imagine, I spat it on the floor, then puked. I was so disturbed, I couldn't go back to bed. Not that it wasn't good stock. Just the wrong time to be drinking it, and I prefer it hot.
( , Sat 19 May 2007, 22:56, Reply)
As a fairly keen home cook, I dont like to waste anything, for instance, if I joint a chicken, I'll make chicken stock from the scraps. But I paid for it the other night.
I woke up at about 2 am. Hungover, and dry in the mouth. So I stumbled into my pitch black kitchen, opened the fridge, and reached in for the bottle of lemonade in the door. I started sculling, and only realised after 3 or 4 swigs that it was actually a bottle of prawn stock that I'd made the day before. In the same type of bottle. Next to the lemonade. As you can imagine, I spat it on the floor, then puked. I was so disturbed, I couldn't go back to bed. Not that it wasn't good stock. Just the wrong time to be drinking it, and I prefer it hot.
( , Sat 19 May 2007, 22:56, Reply)
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