fishdrivel
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Popcorn cereal
refrigerator ice
powdered milk
chipped beef
gov cheese
refrigerator ice
powdered milk
chipped beef
gov cheese
And watch the picture spread across the internet... That was interesting to watchJiffy pop...
...hang a unopened jiffy pop on the wall for a redneck fire alarm...!
My Mom used to make that same Oyster stew for my Dad. I tasted once when I was little and had the same reaction, "Yuck, who in the world would willingly eat this stuff?". When I was older I finally tried it again and liked it. I guess your tastes change as you grow older, but that would be a different thread now wouldn't it?When I was in my 20s, I spent one Christmas with my then GF's family. She told me ahead of time that a family tradition was to eat something they called oyster stew Christmas eve. Not a big seafood lover, and it didn't sound very appetizing but went along. It was beyond nasty, big oyster chunks floating in some sort of milk broth, no other ingredients that I could see. I gagged down a few spoonfuls but that was all I could manage. Turns out that was Christmas eve supper, nothing else.
Not much of a future with that one...
My family had it's own gross soup too...cold beet soup...beets simmered in skim milk and served cold. A favorite dish of my father's when he was growing up, my mother would make it occasionally. She did make us kids try some once, and once was more than enough. My siblings agreed.
Was it the crabs themselves they didn't like or the way you prepared them?My brother, that still lived in the Bay Area of Maryland, would send me out "Care Packgages" when I moved to the PNW. He sent out an entire cooler of dry ice packed, softshell, blue channel crabs at great expense.
Just so happened that we were entertaining guests one weekend. So..... I though i would lightly beer batter these up, a quick deep fry, with Old Bay seasoning and serve them as a special treat that was not common to the PNW.
The culture shock was too far for any of our guests. They tried, but not one, took more than one bite.![]()
I like lima beans, liver not so much.Liver and Lima beans!!!!
My Dad also preferred the back. He grew up during depression and the back was likely more affordable for large families that were struggling.I had an uncle (by marriage) who liked chicken feet. One thing about it, nobody ever tried to eat his favorite piece of chicken. My grandmother's favorite piece was the back, in fact that was the only piece she would eat...according to my Mother. She apparently never had to fight anyone for her favorite piece either.
I personally like the gizzard.