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Chinese food in the south is a fearful proposition.
There are some Thai restaurants in my neighborhood where I've figured out the one safe thing to get; everything else is just vile. Vile. Like reconstituted garbage.
I had pizza and gnocchi in Rome and Venice that was truly disgusting. Do they see Americans coming and say, "Bring out the shit?"
There are some Thai restaurants in my neighborhood where I've figured out the one safe thing to get; everything else is just vile. Vile. Like reconstituted garbage.
I had pizza and gnocchi in Rome and Venice that was truly disgusting. Do they see Americans coming and say, "Bring out the shit?"


I occasionally eat school lunches and they still don't make any more sense than they used to. They taste worse, even, than when I was a kid - except at Catholic school - and for all the sturm und drang about improving them, they're not any healthier than they used to be. Last time I had one it was pizza with baked beans and corn.
My mother used to say "pizza is like sex. Even when it's bad, it's good." Well, that isn't strictly true.


I can answer this question. About, oh, seventeen years ago, when my wife and I had just started dating, I drove with her and a couple friends to a college town in Indiana to see the Indigo Girls. We stopped at a Greek restaurant that didn't have many vegetarian options, so I got what was supposed to be an Asian noodle...thing...but was really pasta glued together and fried with vegetables. Gross. I could taste that for weeks.


I went to visit a friend in Streator, Illinois years ago. We ate at a Chinese restaurant. That may be the worst Chinese food I've had. I don't think small towns should attempt Asian.
It always is made by the town's tolken asian family. Somehow that doesn't make it any better. Life is so full of mysteries.


I think I would prefer to cook and eat at home. That's why we do not go out to eat much. Most of the time I can make it better and cheaper and I know my hands and kitchen are clean.

Still, I think I've never had a meal bad enough to be memorable, only meals bad enough to be forgettable.

"Spaghetti" which was ground beef, not browned but stewed/sauteed to a light grey and then..."
OH!! Oh yeah. That made me remember the time I ordered fried chicken in a restaurant in Quincy, IL, and it was literally a chicken carcass... THE WHOOOOLE CARCASS rolled in flour and egg and deep fried... and it was THE most disgusting, tasteless thing I've ever seen or tried. I didn't even eat it. I even tried to pawn it off on my brother, who was a teenager at the time (and teenage boys will eat most anything), and he wouldn't eat it, either. Lesson learned: when ordering from a restaurant in Quincy, IL that boasts "BEST FRIED CHICKEN THIS SIDE OF THE MISSISSIPPI," it's best to stick with the club sandwich or a grilled cheese.

Also, it was paired with slivovitz that I'm fairly sure she said had been bottled by her own grandmother.


Heidi wrote: "BunWat wrote: "I have had some truly horrorific home cooked meals. At least in a restaurant you can decline to eat it.
"Spaghetti" which was ground beef, not browned but stewed/sauteed to a light..."
Food from mid-Illinois can be deeply, deeply disturbing.
"Spaghetti" which was ground beef, not browned but stewed/sauteed to a light..."
Food from mid-Illinois can be deeply, deeply disturbing.

One night back in around 1979 - after the bars closed - we went to Mexican Fiesta. The joint was open until 4 a.m. on the weekends.
As I dug into the cole slaw that came with my botana, a gargantuan horse fly came crawling up from the bottom of the bowl.
But I did eat the botana. It was fantastic!
I also found a dead fly in my scrambled eggs at Harrah's in Reno, NV.
As I dug into the cole slaw that came with my botana, a gargantuan horse fly came crawling up from the bottom of the bowl.
But I did eat the botana. It was fantastic!
I also found a dead fly in my scrambled eggs at Harrah's in Reno, NV.

1)I once ripped into a slice of challah from the Red Apple Supermarket on 89th & Broadway to find a roach baked into it.
2)Also, I ripped open a fruit leather only to find that it had been half devoured by a giant white maggot.
3)In college, I went on a date at the Cheesecake Factory, and brought half my piece of cake home with me. I went to my room only to find that my roommate's boyfriend had arrived and I was going to have to spend the night elsewhere. I went to a friend's dorm, dropped my little styrofoam container next to me, and went to sleep on her floor.
I woke up hungry, and reached for my cake. I ate a couple of bites before putting on my glasses...at which point I noticed it was teeming with ants.
Sarah Pi wrote: "Oh, have we moved on to food horrors? I have three:
1)I once ripped into a slice of challah from the Red Apple Supermarket on 89th & Broadway to find a roach baked into it.
2)Also, I ripped open..."
What's a fruit leather?
1)I once ripped into a slice of challah from the Red Apple Supermarket on 89th & Broadway to find a roach baked into it.
2)Also, I ripped open..."
What's a fruit leather?
My sister once found a booger - with a nose hair still in it - in a box of Amy Joy donuts.

No lie. I saw it.

No lie. I saw it.

Michele wrote: "Cream of wheat which was all I could eat (and keep down) during the first 4 months of my pregnancy. I lost 10 pounds. To this day I cannot even stand the smell of it cooking never mind look and eat..."
I feel your pain. Or at least my wife does. For the first four months she was pregnant with the twins, all she could keep down was warm Pepsi and saltine crackers, losing 15 pounds in the process. She was hooked up to an IV for several weeks and cursed me on a daily basis for getting her into it.
It wasn't my idea. I wanted to stop after one.
I feel your pain. Or at least my wife does. For the first four months she was pregnant with the twins, all she could keep down was warm Pepsi and saltine crackers, losing 15 pounds in the process. She was hooked up to an IV for several weeks and cursed me on a daily basis for getting her into it.
It wasn't my idea. I wanted to stop after one.

With extra protein."
Alas, I didn't see it that way. I think we were on a family roadtrip at the time, and I nearly made my father drive off the road when I screamed.

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I think one of my worst meals was at CiCi's Pizza, and I had it pretty recently. If you're not familiar with CiCi's Pizza, it's a $4.99 All-You-Can-Eat Pizza/Pasta/Salad buffet. Kids 3 and under eat free, I went to a lot of birthday parties there when I was younger. The one in my town (it closed 3 years ago) smelled like pee.
Well, my friends and I were going out to dinner, and I said, "I'm tired of deciding. you guys pick." So they wanted a pizza buffet, alright, I'm down. We try Pizza Hut, but their buffet was closed, so CiCis was our next ticket. It's like, 9PM, by the way. Now, CiCi's isn't the absolute worst thing in the world, but you have low expectations walking in the door. But it's $4.99 buffet, we're broke, we're college students. Hey, whatever.
So we get there, first the MANAGER is yaking away on a personal call, someone else rings us up. When I walked in the door, I noticed that the customers have on their jackets 'cause it's FREEZING. So we sit.
I've never seen kids look so sad to be eating pizza.
Let's start with the salad. There were two types: lettuce and tomatoes drowned in olive oil or lettuce and tomatoes drowned in ranch dressing. The pasta was overcooked noodles and straight-from-the-can sauce. The breadsticks were super soft, and they were the kind where if you don't eat them straight from the oven, they get brick-hard in two minutes.
The pizza - ah. The spinach pizza was okay, the sauces was weird. There was one pizza that was essentially barbeque sauce on bread. Hot sauce and chicken on bread. One of my friends had this pizza that was like, paper thin and burnt. When the pepperoni came out, it was gone in 5 seconds 'cause that's the only thing that was kinda okay.
oh, and the dessert. My other friend was kinda excited about Cici's 'cause the last one she went to was pretty good, she said, but I've never known CiCi's to be good. She was super duper excited about the cinnamon rolls, and she almost knocked down two kids to be first in line. I don't understand how rolls can be burnt on the bottom, but they're undercooked everywhere else. It was just warm dough with icing on top.
We're not even going to talk about my relationship with the toilet that night.