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You know the one. The one where the only way to avoid your mother making it was turning 18 and moving out of the house.
Mine is neck bones, sauerkraut, and potatoes. My mother would buy a bunch of beef neck bones and boil them with the kraut and potatoes. Oh, I hated, hated, HATED that mess! There was no way to avoid the sauerkraut; you couldn't pick it off the neck bones and set it on the plate because of the smaller, itty bitty pieces you could never get to. To this day, I've never had a Reuben or a hot dog New York-style, and the only pierogi I'll eat are cheese and potato.
What say you? Have a food nightmare to share?
Mine is neck bones, sauerkraut, and potatoes. My mother would buy a bunch of beef neck bones and boil them with the kraut and potatoes. Oh, I hated, hated, HATED that mess! There was no way to avoid the sauerkraut; you couldn't pick it off the neck bones and set it on the plate because of the smaller, itty bitty pieces you could never get to. To this day, I've never had a Reuben or a hot dog New York-style, and the only pierogi I'll eat are cheese and potato.
What say you? Have a food nightmare to share?