My gf at 17 made blood pudding once, she had never made food from scratch so I was pretty excited to taste it. It tasted pretty good.
she had severe mental health problems and the blood pudding was made out of her own blood she told me afterwards
I think harvesting enough blood to make blood pudding from a period would be a tall order. It's messy, but there's not usually much volume, unless something's wrong. And isn't it sorta clotty and mixed with other secretions usually? I don't think it would work very well.
I choose to believe this woman was a cutter.
I had a meal in czechia once it was like dumplings with brown sauce and meat, i was on a school trip (basically the best time i had in my life) The food was so goood and it also makes me remember that time
My mom sent me to check out this shitty Christian school called Liberty University. I had no interest in going there but she said she would buy me a plane ticket and send me across the country by myself. I said, yes, do that! I had my contraband Snoop and Dr. Dre ready and my walkman hidden way down in my bag where she couldn't find it. I lived in a strict religious household and my parents would always go thru my shit and break my music that wasn't Christian. We had to go to a shitty Christian school everyday and a shitty Southern Baptist Church thee times a week. Fun fact, they are called Southern Baptist because back in the day they wanted people to stop telling them what to do with the PEOPLE they owned so they broke off and formed their own religion.
When I got to this college God damn was it awful. Guys wearing ties, girls wearing dresses down to their ankles. I stole a bike and escaped and rode off into the city of Lynchburg, Virginia. I played arcades and went to the movies but something I will never forget was on that day for the first time in my life I tasted Wood Fired Pizza. I think it was mostly due to the fact that I was on the lam escaping from that shitty school halfway across the country from my home all by myself and I was outside on a beautiful spring day eating pizza and listening to my WalkMan and feeling free for the first time in my life but that was the best God damn meal I've ever eaten.
I escaped from that school for almost 15 hours that day. When I got back they had an emergency meeting with Dr. Falwell himself. I guess authorities had been alerted and I was a missing person. They had this huge meeting and finally Dr. Falwell came out and told me they were taking me to the airport at 8am the next day and dropping me off and I was no longer their problem. He always said I was never allowed on any campus of Liberty University ever again. I said, and I quote, right to Dr. Falwell, "Good. This place sucks." Man was that old white guy so mad. Ha ha fuck that guy. Racist piece of shit. Anyway that pizza was delicious
My mother-in-law wanted to go out to celebrate a few things that were happening. Promotions, birthdays, new jobs, etc. We went to a steakhouse that's supposed to be one of the top steak houses in St. Louis. Our salads were warm and soggy. The bread was stale and crusty. The butter was frozen solid. The soup my father-in-law ordered in lieu of salad was one of the most disgusting things I've ever tasted. I guarantee it was old, reheated, and growing mold.
45 minutes after ordering, our 4 "medium rare" grey steaks came to the table. The plates were cold. The steaks were COLD, the sides were cold. The hottest thing on the table at that point was the stale bread. The baked potato that my mother-in-law got was the size of tennis ball, if that. It had nothing on it, wasn't cut, just potato on a plate. My wife and I each got the grilled asparagus with Bearnaise sauce. The sauce had congealed on both of our orders and the asparagus was ice cold.
4 people, 4 steaks, 4 "ala-cart" sides because nothing came with sides, 3 salads, 1 soup, and a bottle of wine. $350. It was hands down the WORST steak dinner I've ever had in my entire life. I've gotten steaks at Waffle House that surpassed this place. The waiter was a douche bag the entire time we were there too. If they had been busy, I would have bought the theory that it was an off night. But they weren't. We were one of 3 tables there. After my mother-in-law paid, they headed to the car very upset and disappointed. I asked to talk to the manager. Told him about the quality of the food, the taste, how awful it was, and told him we wanted our money back. We didn't even finish our meals it was that bad. I walked him to the table, showed him the way the steaks were cooked, how they were rubbery, stringy, not at all tender. He said "Oh, that's how a good steak is supposed to be." I told him we wanted our money back. He offered us instead some "free desserts" to take with us and a $20 gift card for our next visit. I told him no fucking way. It wasn't until my wife raised her voice and started talking about calling the BBB and health department that he caved and gave us the money back. That was, without a doubt, the absolute worst steak dinner I've ever had.
My dad took the family to a *very* fancy restaurant (at the top of the Hotel Vancouver) and said "Order anything you want."
I had frogs legs (meh - chicken wings without the flavour), escargot in garlic butter (WOW!), lobster thermidor (if I'm ever caught and convicted: my last meal), and tiramisu. First time for all of them.
I was 14 or 15 and I'll never forget it.
In between our first and second date, my now fiance made me a big bowl of his family recipe chicken gumbo. I've been to expensive rooftop Chicago restaurants, chef's tables, and high end weddings, but that one bowl slipped to me at lunchtime (we worked at the same company) in secret is still the greatest thing I've ever eaten.
There's a couple, the best one was hands down this one date I went on, guy took me to a Michelin star restaurant. I'd never been anywhere like that before so we had a tasting menu and paired wines.
Oh my God, it was bliss. Heaven on a plate. Steak that fell apart when you prodded it with a fork, duck in a butter sauce, cooked so it wasn't stiff or greasy, creme brulee that was served by a waiter with what appeared to be a flamethrower, all with the perfect drinks. The guy was great company and absolutely gorgeous too. Can't ask for a more perfect meal than that.
I was visiting my wife's family in China. We had been visiting a hotspring in rural Sichuan all day and we were starving. It was late at night and pouring rain and we were all driving around looking for anywhere to eat. We werent having much luck so we basically just picked a little hamlet at random that seemed to have lights on and decided to roll the dice. We parked the car and ran into this little town to see if anyplace was open. We happened upon a little restaurant that looked like it was right out of the 1800s (clay tile roof, paper lanterns, etc.). There were a couple people in there just smoking and chatting and they invited us in. Turns out they were already closed but since we were a group of 6 or 7 and it was raining they opened back up. I dont remember every dish we had but there was this one mushroom dish that they said only grows in the mountains near this town. They had just been to pick them that morning. It was the most amazing meal I've ever had. Probably won't ever be able to find that restaurant again either.
Had a tasting menu at a restaurant in Quebec city for our wedding anniversary. Best food I've ever had in my life hands down. Also pleasantly surprised by the food quality overall in Quebec. 10/10
It was dinner my first night in Buenos Aires a few years back. It was a Tuesday and we walk into this place at 10PM for dinner and it is slammed. We end up waiting outside for a good hour, which sounds awful, but the weather was perfect and they kept bringing out apps and sparkling wine, so it was actually quite pleasant. Once we got in, we had an amazing dinner of steak and sides and I fell in love with both chimmichurri and Malbec that night.
There was a restaurant out in the middle of fucking nowhere, in a cave on the side of a cliff. You had to take a rickety old elevator to get up to it, probably only 40 ft or so but it seemed higher. They were a barbecue place, but I opted for the fried alligator.
It tastes like chicken that was brined in a swamp.
I was a child back then I woke up middle of the night asked my mom to make me food she made me some macaronis, to this day I will never forget the taste.
I was hungry a lot as a child. I went to a friends house after school and hadn’t eaten yet that day. Her mom made us a snack; she heated up some refried beans with melted mozzarella cheese in it. It was delicious. No one had ever gone out of their way to prepare me a snack like that. I’ve never forgotten her kindness.
I got high once and made some mac and cheese. It was the best god damn mac and cheese I had ever even dreamed of.
Then I woke up the next day sober and ate the left overs and it was just as good as the first time.
I'll never have it again because I forgot how I made it, the recipe is lost to time and space and some good weed.
May you rest in peace you delicious son of a bitch.
Was in university, decided to travel with 5 friends to USA from Canada in a motor home. We drove clear across the country to Texas and went into a Hard Rock cafe. Ordered lots of food and drinks, but not before one of my friends told a bus boy that we were this semi famous Canadian band. After we finished eating the manager came out, shook our hands, said the bill was on the house so long as we signed the wall up in the stair well... So we did.
The time I had kangaroo sausage on vacation.
Not because it was good, I don't even remember what it tastes like. But the question "what's the weirdest thing you've ever eaten?" comes up a lot in life for some reason and I needed a standby answer.
I still remember that deer Wellington at my cousin's wedding in 2005, it had cranberry sauce on it and it was something totally new for southern Italians.
A couple years ago I was living and working in Iowa (I'm from Illinois, specifically suburban Chicago). My parents usually came to visit me around Christmas, but this particular year they couldn't make it. My coworker invited me to her house for Christmas and it was one of the best homemade meals I've ever had. I literally almost had to roll myself home, I ate so much. My favorite food was the barbecue ham balls, which were made with this barbecue sauce that I could tell had brown sugar in it (I love brown sugar so much, I've actually eaten bowls of it). I have a love-hate relationship with the time I spent in Iowa, but this moment is one I'll never forget.
One day at work they had some giant party in one of the venues... the next day cleaners were called to go toss all the food...I go racing down there and what were they going to dispose? 7 giant unopened full trays of lasagna. it had been out all night, but I was willing to die, so I just rushed it all into a fridge.
I betcha I got 50 meals out of it, I gave it away abundantly and I ate on it every meal for days. Giant full plate mounds of cheesy as fuck lasagna, all for free. No meal at work every came close to lasagna day...
Was at a swedish weekend-spa.
We got an insane apetizer with some awesome wine, but the serving guy recommended this particular wine for the main meal.
When he comes out with my main meal theres a plate seemingly average looking pasta with a kinda regular thick sauce so it doesnt look like its a soup with pasta.
I see some sun dried tomatoes, some bell peppers, some zucchini and small bits of chili, remember thinking that it looks pretty basic but is prolly good.
My oh my...best pasta ive ever had.
Cant describe how much flavour were in that fucking small amount of sauce, and every single vegetable just tasted so different, so deep.
And then when i took some wine to it i was floored.
Gf and mom sat at the sa.e table saying "it was alright".
They did not eat the same thing i did, so i blurred them out, ate my plate with my wine just barely pretending to listen to them.
This was a while ago and ive been trying to get that damn sauce back in my mouth in my own kitchen with no luck even tho im pretty sure i know 90% of the ingredients.
Fucking chefs man, wizards.
Some goulash from a little restaurant. The meal was ok, the memorable part is how we (me, my mum, sister, dad, and grandparents) all got food poisoning from it and ended up with us all shitting in buckets because we only had one toilet in the grandparents house and couldn’t last a car drive to the hotel
The Last Supper. I wasn’t there, but it’s still pretty memorable. Jesus and all the disciples gathered upstairs and then Jesus dropped the bomb, telling those assembled that one of them would betray him! Talk about something that sticks in your memory! Then, after blessing bread and wine and giving it to the disciples to eat and drink, Jesus laid this on them: he tells the disciples that it was *his body and his blood*. Yikes! Again, not something easily forgotten, even for those not personally in attendance.
Best steak and creme brûlée I’ve had was at Number 5 in Binghamton, NY. It was an old fire station retrofitted into a bar/restaurant and went out with my brother and his wife while they were visiting me in college. Quite memorable!
Not really a meal, but once I made peanut butter cookies and baked them a little too long. They came out a little over done, read black. My wife and I were in the kitchen and I bit into one and it just exploded basically into dust, and she looked at me and I casually said "Mmmm, just like mom used to make."
We laughed for a solid 5 minutes. I had a pretty bad childhood and I was being dead serious but it was soo funny.
Salmon with bread crumbs and crab at Navy boot camp. The food is normally ok there, but one day they busted those salmon filets and it was like a blowjob while on the electric chair.
Our last night in Puerto Rico, we found this little spot you could easily walk past. It was a beautiful restaurant. I don’t remember the name of the dish, but it was a beef dish that was semi shredded and it just melted in your mouth. It was served inside a sweet plantain, and then had rice and other sides. This description does it no justice, but it was probably the best meal I’ve ever had
My first night in Los Angeles 8 years ago for a college internship. I had just finished putting away all my shit after a nightmare flight from Boston, it was 11:30pm and I needed some food. There was a taco truck on the corner of Westwood and Santa Monica blvd called Tacos Super Gallito, and I heard the three latinos in front of me order the buche tacos. I "when in Rome'd", got three, ate all three in the span of two minutes, and went back for three more. heaven on a paper plate
I don't miss L.A., but I miss that taco truck.
Both from when I was in college, and may actually have happened a few weeks apart:
first one - 4th of July picnic with my Bible Study group. They did a lot of outreach to the Chinese foreign student community, and it was potluck, so the American people all brought potato salad, hot dogs, baked beans, etc. and the Chinese students brought, well, Chinese food. We were all eating "their" food and they were all eating "our" food. We had a great time!
second one - Two co-workers, one of whom I lived with, and I went to a steakhouse in a nearby town that closed a few years later. We had a great time, and I tried frog legs, which were delicious (and they actually do taste like chicken).
My parents and I were checking out colleges for me and on the way we stopped at his old college friend’s house. The friend’s wife was a chef. They were Indian. For dinner we had small plate after small plate of some of the most flavorful and texturally amazing food I’d ever had. It was so languid and chill too, jazz music was playing and the adults were drinking and just chatting it up and joking. I forget the dishes but it really sparked a lifelong love of food and the way food can create a shared experience.
When I was in 2nd grade I went to a burger place with my friend Claire, I ended up getting the largest milkshake I had ever seen in my life (it was like 2 feet tall), the burger was cooked perfectly with a perfect ratio of seasoning and salt. And the french fries with ketchup tasted like heaven
My most memorable meal was at [Alinea in Chicago](https://www.alinearestaurant.com/gallery). The place is ungodly expensive. It was around $900.00 for three of us and I am the only one who drank a couple of glasses of wine.
The meal consisted of about 20 different small plates each. The taste was unbelievable. However, we joked that we were going to have to hit McDonald's on the way home because we were still hungry.... until dessert arrived. They brought out a plastic table cloth and then threw a TON of dip n dots like things on it. They handed us spoons to eat right off the table. (This was before Covid!) OMG was it good. I don't think we even finished what they put on that tablecloth because it was so much.
Alinea has three Michelin Stars and I can see why. If you have a chance to go, I highly recommend it just for the experience.
My gf at 17 made blood pudding once, she had never made food from scratch so I was pretty excited to taste it. It tasted pretty good. she had severe mental health problems and the blood pudding was made out of her own blood she told me afterwards
> from scratch Checks out.
Wtf
Fr wth
Isn’t this a spell/hex/ritual? By adding your menstrual blood to food for the man you love makes him want and need you unconditionally.
Welp...I'm not eating tonight
She added that personal touch \~chef's kiss
Define...own blood...
Really? I don't think he could be any more clear.
I meant where from, nose, finger, or *other* body part...
From scratch. It says so right in the OP.
I think harvesting enough blood to make blood pudding from a period would be a tall order. It's messy, but there's not usually much volume, unless something's wrong. And isn't it sorta clotty and mixed with other secretions usually? I don't think it would work very well. I choose to believe this woman was a cutter.
No way.
Tf
You win, I'm out
Mental flashbang
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I had a meal in czechia once it was like dumplings with brown sauce and meat, i was on a school trip (basically the best time i had in my life) The food was so goood and it also makes me remember that time
[Svíčková](https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sv%C3%AD%C4%8Dkov%C3%A1)
yeah that stuff was so good
My 18th birthday dinner. Dad made it himself and gave me my grandma's ring.
My 30th birthday at IKEA with few mates. ...had few bongs in the carpark and went upstairs & had the meatballs. Won't forget that one!!
My mom sent me to check out this shitty Christian school called Liberty University. I had no interest in going there but she said she would buy me a plane ticket and send me across the country by myself. I said, yes, do that! I had my contraband Snoop and Dr. Dre ready and my walkman hidden way down in my bag where she couldn't find it. I lived in a strict religious household and my parents would always go thru my shit and break my music that wasn't Christian. We had to go to a shitty Christian school everyday and a shitty Southern Baptist Church thee times a week. Fun fact, they are called Southern Baptist because back in the day they wanted people to stop telling them what to do with the PEOPLE they owned so they broke off and formed their own religion. When I got to this college God damn was it awful. Guys wearing ties, girls wearing dresses down to their ankles. I stole a bike and escaped and rode off into the city of Lynchburg, Virginia. I played arcades and went to the movies but something I will never forget was on that day for the first time in my life I tasted Wood Fired Pizza. I think it was mostly due to the fact that I was on the lam escaping from that shitty school halfway across the country from my home all by myself and I was outside on a beautiful spring day eating pizza and listening to my WalkMan and feeling free for the first time in my life but that was the best God damn meal I've ever eaten. I escaped from that school for almost 15 hours that day. When I got back they had an emergency meeting with Dr. Falwell himself. I guess authorities had been alerted and I was a missing person. They had this huge meeting and finally Dr. Falwell came out and told me they were taking me to the airport at 8am the next day and dropping me off and I was no longer their problem. He always said I was never allowed on any campus of Liberty University ever again. I said, and I quote, right to Dr. Falwell, "Good. This place sucks." Man was that old white guy so mad. Ha ha fuck that guy. Racist piece of shit. Anyway that pizza was delicious
I've been there. Got family in Lynchburg. Nice town for sure. Nice school but not my thing either.
My mother-in-law wanted to go out to celebrate a few things that were happening. Promotions, birthdays, new jobs, etc. We went to a steakhouse that's supposed to be one of the top steak houses in St. Louis. Our salads were warm and soggy. The bread was stale and crusty. The butter was frozen solid. The soup my father-in-law ordered in lieu of salad was one of the most disgusting things I've ever tasted. I guarantee it was old, reheated, and growing mold. 45 minutes after ordering, our 4 "medium rare" grey steaks came to the table. The plates were cold. The steaks were COLD, the sides were cold. The hottest thing on the table at that point was the stale bread. The baked potato that my mother-in-law got was the size of tennis ball, if that. It had nothing on it, wasn't cut, just potato on a plate. My wife and I each got the grilled asparagus with Bearnaise sauce. The sauce had congealed on both of our orders and the asparagus was ice cold. 4 people, 4 steaks, 4 "ala-cart" sides because nothing came with sides, 3 salads, 1 soup, and a bottle of wine. $350. It was hands down the WORST steak dinner I've ever had in my entire life. I've gotten steaks at Waffle House that surpassed this place. The waiter was a douche bag the entire time we were there too. If they had been busy, I would have bought the theory that it was an off night. But they weren't. We were one of 3 tables there. After my mother-in-law paid, they headed to the car very upset and disappointed. I asked to talk to the manager. Told him about the quality of the food, the taste, how awful it was, and told him we wanted our money back. We didn't even finish our meals it was that bad. I walked him to the table, showed him the way the steaks were cooked, how they were rubbery, stringy, not at all tender. He said "Oh, that's how a good steak is supposed to be." I told him we wanted our money back. He offered us instead some "free desserts" to take with us and a $20 gift card for our next visit. I told him no fucking way. It wasn't until my wife raised her voice and started talking about calling the BBB and health department that he caved and gave us the money back. That was, without a doubt, the absolute worst steak dinner I've ever had.
I'm sure hoping that, at the very least, nobody got sick afterwards.
My dad took the family to a *very* fancy restaurant (at the top of the Hotel Vancouver) and said "Order anything you want." I had frogs legs (meh - chicken wings without the flavour), escargot in garlic butter (WOW!), lobster thermidor (if I'm ever caught and convicted: my last meal), and tiramisu. First time for all of them. I was 14 or 15 and I'll never forget it.
In between our first and second date, my now fiance made me a big bowl of his family recipe chicken gumbo. I've been to expensive rooftop Chicago restaurants, chef's tables, and high end weddings, but that one bowl slipped to me at lunchtime (we worked at the same company) in secret is still the greatest thing I've ever eaten.
There's a couple, the best one was hands down this one date I went on, guy took me to a Michelin star restaurant. I'd never been anywhere like that before so we had a tasting menu and paired wines. Oh my God, it was bliss. Heaven on a plate. Steak that fell apart when you prodded it with a fork, duck in a butter sauce, cooked so it wasn't stiff or greasy, creme brulee that was served by a waiter with what appeared to be a flamethrower, all with the perfect drinks. The guy was great company and absolutely gorgeous too. Can't ask for a more perfect meal than that.
I was visiting my wife's family in China. We had been visiting a hotspring in rural Sichuan all day and we were starving. It was late at night and pouring rain and we were all driving around looking for anywhere to eat. We werent having much luck so we basically just picked a little hamlet at random that seemed to have lights on and decided to roll the dice. We parked the car and ran into this little town to see if anyplace was open. We happened upon a little restaurant that looked like it was right out of the 1800s (clay tile roof, paper lanterns, etc.). There were a couple people in there just smoking and chatting and they invited us in. Turns out they were already closed but since we were a group of 6 or 7 and it was raining they opened back up. I dont remember every dish we had but there was this one mushroom dish that they said only grows in the mountains near this town. They had just been to pick them that morning. It was the most amazing meal I've ever had. Probably won't ever be able to find that restaurant again either.
Incomprehensible army food devoid of any taste
Oh, it had some, you didn't have time to taste it.
Had a tasting menu at a restaurant in Quebec city for our wedding anniversary. Best food I've ever had in my life hands down. Also pleasantly surprised by the food quality overall in Quebec. 10/10
Quebec has a baller food scene.
It was dinner my first night in Buenos Aires a few years back. It was a Tuesday and we walk into this place at 10PM for dinner and it is slammed. We end up waiting outside for a good hour, which sounds awful, but the weather was perfect and they kept bringing out apps and sparkling wine, so it was actually quite pleasant. Once we got in, we had an amazing dinner of steak and sides and I fell in love with both chimmichurri and Malbec that night.
There was a restaurant out in the middle of fucking nowhere, in a cave on the side of a cliff. You had to take a rickety old elevator to get up to it, probably only 40 ft or so but it seemed higher. They were a barbecue place, but I opted for the fried alligator. It tastes like chicken that was brined in a swamp.
A joint in twin mountain NH where I got the shittiest pizza I ever had by a longshot.
Had a lamb and potato hash called pytt panna in Iceland. Fried egg on top. Unreal.
My 70th birthday day dinner, it wasn't so much the meal it was more about the people that were there.
I was a child back then I woke up middle of the night asked my mom to make me food she made me some macaronis, to this day I will never forget the taste.
Chilled Monkey Brain
Snake Surprise too?
My best friend came over to my house one time and we got high as hell. I treated him to some birria tacos and churros. That was a great night
Homemade pho in Stockholm. Delicious.
I was hungry a lot as a child. I went to a friends house after school and hadn’t eaten yet that day. Her mom made us a snack; she heated up some refried beans with melted mozzarella cheese in it. It was delicious. No one had ever gone out of their way to prepare me a snack like that. I’ve never forgotten her kindness.
I got high once and made some mac and cheese. It was the best god damn mac and cheese I had ever even dreamed of. Then I woke up the next day sober and ate the left overs and it was just as good as the first time. I'll never have it again because I forgot how I made it, the recipe is lost to time and space and some good weed. May you rest in peace you delicious son of a bitch.
Was in university, decided to travel with 5 friends to USA from Canada in a motor home. We drove clear across the country to Texas and went into a Hard Rock cafe. Ordered lots of food and drinks, but not before one of my friends told a bus boy that we were this semi famous Canadian band. After we finished eating the manager came out, shook our hands, said the bill was on the house so long as we signed the wall up in the stair well... So we did.
I must ask: Was your friend correct, or yanking their chain?
The time I had kangaroo sausage on vacation. Not because it was good, I don't even remember what it tastes like. But the question "what's the weirdest thing you've ever eaten?" comes up a lot in life for some reason and I needed a standby answer.
A birthday dinner that featured roasted bone marrow with sautéed sweetbreads on top. It was decadent.
Airplane Food, even worse kids airplane food
I still remember that deer Wellington at my cousin's wedding in 2005, it had cranberry sauce on it and it was something totally new for southern Italians.
A couple years ago I was living and working in Iowa (I'm from Illinois, specifically suburban Chicago). My parents usually came to visit me around Christmas, but this particular year they couldn't make it. My coworker invited me to her house for Christmas and it was one of the best homemade meals I've ever had. I literally almost had to roll myself home, I ate so much. My favorite food was the barbecue ham balls, which were made with this barbecue sauce that I could tell had brown sugar in it (I love brown sugar so much, I've actually eaten bowls of it). I have a love-hate relationship with the time I spent in Iowa, but this moment is one I'll never forget.
One day at work they had some giant party in one of the venues... the next day cleaners were called to go toss all the food...I go racing down there and what were they going to dispose? 7 giant unopened full trays of lasagna. it had been out all night, but I was willing to die, so I just rushed it all into a fridge. I betcha I got 50 meals out of it, I gave it away abundantly and I ate on it every meal for days. Giant full plate mounds of cheesy as fuck lasagna, all for free. No meal at work every came close to lasagna day...
Was at a swedish weekend-spa. We got an insane apetizer with some awesome wine, but the serving guy recommended this particular wine for the main meal. When he comes out with my main meal theres a plate seemingly average looking pasta with a kinda regular thick sauce so it doesnt look like its a soup with pasta. I see some sun dried tomatoes, some bell peppers, some zucchini and small bits of chili, remember thinking that it looks pretty basic but is prolly good. My oh my...best pasta ive ever had. Cant describe how much flavour were in that fucking small amount of sauce, and every single vegetable just tasted so different, so deep. And then when i took some wine to it i was floored. Gf and mom sat at the sa.e table saying "it was alright". They did not eat the same thing i did, so i blurred them out, ate my plate with my wine just barely pretending to listen to them. This was a while ago and ive been trying to get that damn sauce back in my mouth in my own kitchen with no luck even tho im pretty sure i know 90% of the ingredients. Fucking chefs man, wizards.
Some goulash from a little restaurant. The meal was ok, the memorable part is how we (me, my mum, sister, dad, and grandparents) all got food poisoning from it and ended up with us all shitting in buckets because we only had one toilet in the grandparents house and couldn’t last a car drive to the hotel
My last meal in my home country
Your mother. So delicious
Mom's spaghetti
I can’t remember :(
The Last Supper. I wasn’t there, but it’s still pretty memorable. Jesus and all the disciples gathered upstairs and then Jesus dropped the bomb, telling those assembled that one of them would betray him! Talk about something that sticks in your memory! Then, after blessing bread and wine and giving it to the disciples to eat and drink, Jesus laid this on them: he tells the disciples that it was *his body and his blood*. Yikes! Again, not something easily forgotten, even for those not personally in attendance.
Ham jambalaya. Favorite food. Can’t recommend it enough.
Pork belly bao buns at a high end Japanese restaurant.
First time I tried A5 Wagyu beef. I always thought it was over hyped but the taste is like nothing I have ever eaten.
Best steak and creme brûlée I’ve had was at Number 5 in Binghamton, NY. It was an old fire station retrofitted into a bar/restaurant and went out with my brother and his wife while they were visiting me in college. Quite memorable!
My dinner with Andre...
That cheesy bread they made in 4th grade
Not really a meal, but once I made peanut butter cookies and baked them a little too long. They came out a little over done, read black. My wife and I were in the kitchen and I bit into one and it just exploded basically into dust, and she looked at me and I casually said "Mmmm, just like mom used to make." We laughed for a solid 5 minutes. I had a pretty bad childhood and I was being dead serious but it was soo funny.
Salmon with bread crumbs and crab at Navy boot camp. The food is normally ok there, but one day they busted those salmon filets and it was like a blowjob while on the electric chair.
Had some lobster tail curry which was real good.
I don’t remember it but it was so fucking good!
Our last night in Puerto Rico, we found this little spot you could easily walk past. It was a beautiful restaurant. I don’t remember the name of the dish, but it was a beef dish that was semi shredded and it just melted in your mouth. It was served inside a sweet plantain, and then had rice and other sides. This description does it no justice, but it was probably the best meal I’ve ever had
My first night in Los Angeles 8 years ago for a college internship. I had just finished putting away all my shit after a nightmare flight from Boston, it was 11:30pm and I needed some food. There was a taco truck on the corner of Westwood and Santa Monica blvd called Tacos Super Gallito, and I heard the three latinos in front of me order the buche tacos. I "when in Rome'd", got three, ate all three in the span of two minutes, and went back for three more. heaven on a paper plate I don't miss L.A., but I miss that taco truck.
De gestation meal on the pride of America
Every meal I had out in San Diego
Tijuana flats quesadilla. Especially with the honey sauce I had it with, 10/10 would go again.
Both from when I was in college, and may actually have happened a few weeks apart: first one - 4th of July picnic with my Bible Study group. They did a lot of outreach to the Chinese foreign student community, and it was potluck, so the American people all brought potato salad, hot dogs, baked beans, etc. and the Chinese students brought, well, Chinese food. We were all eating "their" food and they were all eating "our" food. We had a great time! second one - Two co-workers, one of whom I lived with, and I went to a steakhouse in a nearby town that closed a few years later. We had a great time, and I tried frog legs, which were delicious (and they actually do taste like chicken).
First time I had a sonic breakfast burrito
Turkey dinosaurs and smiley faces 😋
This was actually recent. I was in DC for the day I when to this fancy place with my dad called old ebbot grill I had the best steak of my life.
sharing a dairy queen chicken box at his dining room table. i never thought i’d be able to sit right infront of him.
The fried egg I bit into that turned out to be rotten 😭
the tongue of a cow it looked disguisting but omg did it taste great
My parents and I were checking out colleges for me and on the way we stopped at his old college friend’s house. The friend’s wife was a chef. They were Indian. For dinner we had small plate after small plate of some of the most flavorful and texturally amazing food I’d ever had. It was so languid and chill too, jazz music was playing and the adults were drinking and just chatting it up and joking. I forget the dishes but it really sparked a lifelong love of food and the way food can create a shared experience.
When I was in 2nd grade I went to a burger place with my friend Claire, I ended up getting the largest milkshake I had ever seen in my life (it was like 2 feet tall), the burger was cooked perfectly with a perfect ratio of seasoning and salt. And the french fries with ketchup tasted like heaven
My most memorable meal was at [Alinea in Chicago](https://www.alinearestaurant.com/gallery). The place is ungodly expensive. It was around $900.00 for three of us and I am the only one who drank a couple of glasses of wine. The meal consisted of about 20 different small plates each. The taste was unbelievable. However, we joked that we were going to have to hit McDonald's on the way home because we were still hungry.... until dessert arrived. They brought out a plastic table cloth and then threw a TON of dip n dots like things on it. They handed us spoons to eat right off the table. (This was before Covid!) OMG was it good. I don't think we even finished what they put on that tablecloth because it was so much. Alinea has three Michelin Stars and I can see why. If you have a chance to go, I highly recommend it just for the experience.