Wasn’t it obvious where this thread would lead to?
Heh, nice post arendt. Funny stuff.
Strawberry Jam and cheddar cheese sandwhich
I learned that fairly early on in life… but the experience certainly stayed with me.
Also… one time my tongue touched a peice of foam that was in this giant foam pit at a gymnasium in Vancouver… that was fucking sick, but I assume it to have just been dirty chalk so I’d say the sandwhich wins out.
This “cookie” thing a girl I was tutoring offered me for Chinese New Year.It looked like marzipan on the outside…she said it had a “sweet filling made with egg yolks”…I thought she meant custard. So I took a big bite into a hard-boiled, sickly-sweet egg yolk…I had to draw her attention away and spit it into a napkin…it was unexpectedly disgusting.
Jooorrbbbbbbbbbbbbb!
What are you talking about!?!?!?!?
Strawberry jam and Cheddar cheese is wonderful, particularly if you melt the cheese first and that way the jam oozes out of the side when you bite into it…
I just threw up a little bit…
I should clarify though… it was processed cheese… which isn’t really cheese at all.
What’s wrong with people from your country? You all seem to have paper stomachs…
Not when it comes to beer 
People love bland food in North America.
No cheese-rolling contests then?
I was watching a show about a French marketing specialist and he discussed an ad campaign that he did for a famous French cheese company. He reported that in France cheese is considered alive and so it is left out rather than in the fridge.
He realized that Americans like their food dead and in a bag (like a body bag) and placed in the morgue (fridge). So, they had better change their ads, which previously featured artisans touching the cheese in what looked like dark rooms. The new commercials featured cubed cheese with a ziplock plastic bag as the main feature.
That’s why there is no cheese rolling.
If guy guys think I’m unusual you should have heard this guy. He was a mix of realism and contempt.
raw lamb…definetly
Do you mean Kibbi? I’m not sure if that is spelled correctly.
i ate at a crappy “chinese” restaurant once called number 1 wok, that might be the nastiest thing i’ve ever tasted. for all i know it might’ve been a rat they killed in the kitchen. so that could be the nastiest thing i’ve tasted.
or cottage cheese.
or a stale marshmellow and pretzel sandwich, that wasn’t pleasant either.
Pics from this year’s event:
Heavens to betsy! Carnage!
The second photo looks like a terrorist attack!
…in rural Gloucestershire…
pronounced “Wooster.” (if you don’t read dave barry you don’t get it, but i had to say it, sorry)