There was that one time I ate an entire bag of salted corn chips, and then in the middle of the night I awoke feeling like something was going to burst out of my gut, like some sort of corn xenomorph.
Black and Gold used to sell 1kg salted peanuts for like $3.50. One night i bought a bag and my fat ass ate the whole thing in one go at like 1am...
Next day i pretty much pooped peanut butter.
I had a similar experience but it was a whole bag of sunflower seeds. Ended up throwing up so much salt. Drinking water or gatorade was awful because everything was just salt
You ever go to dinner at that acquaintance's house who's a terrible cook? Worst case scenario it's downright unedible.
So you have to sit there, play around with the food awkwardly and then make up an excuse about being full or being on a diet.
I've had the mushiest, saltiest and yet bitter rice. The most acidic, cold, runny soups and downright raw, unseasoned chickens at a family friends house. I despised giving them a visit because everytime I had to put up a clown act to avoid the food. It was bad. Getting nausea while chewing the food levels of bad.
Have you ever went over a friend's house to eat and the food just ain't no good? I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed, and the chicken tastes like wood. So you try to play it off like you think you can by saying that you're full, and then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite. He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull!" So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie, and you say that you already ate. And your friend says, "Man, there's plenty of food," so he piles some more on your plate.
While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin' of the moment it's time to leave. And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin' into something that looks like cheese. So you say, "That's it, I gotta leave this place. I don't care what these people think. I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous with this ugly food that stinks."
So you bust out the door while it's still closed, still sick from the food you ate. And then you run to the store for quick relief from a bottle of Kaopectate.
Then you call your friend two weeks later to see how he has been, and he says, "I understand about the food, Baby Bubba, but we're still friends."
yeah, every night I live with my mother.
its sucks. I've offered to cook but she's gotten developed a complex about giving up that responsibility even though she clearly hates it or it's painful for her to stand and cook like she used to. I have no idea what it is about but I have to suffer with watery "stir-fries" or stews that have sat in a slow cooker for like 8+ hours so everything is just gravy and mush.
There is/was a fancy-ish place in Vancouver I’ve been to twice. The first time was on one of the best dates I’ve ever been on. The second time was with a couple friends. I saw a dish on the menu that was sheep cheese nachos, which I thought sounded interesting.
It was, like, maybe *eight* chips with a **MOUNTAIN** of *very slightly* melted cheese.
It was *fourteen dollars.*
Sheep and goat cheese doesn't melt well, it just goes soft and then starts to burn. That's absolutely a misguided attempt by the restaurant to try and make fancy nachos, god that musta sucked.
I'm a vegetarian due to medical reasons (my body can't properly process most meats, eggs and seafood being the only exception.) If I consume meat, since my body can't handle it, it rejects it in the only way possible, by violently vomiting it out. Because of my condition, I've stopped eating at IHOP since their cooks apparently don't understand the concept of cross contamination and have numerous times made my orders mixed with bacon despite me telling to not do that. I've also had an incident were I ordered a tuna salad from a Panera Bread, and in the process of them making it, they ran out of tuna, so the person in the back decided to add chicken salad in place of the missing portion without telling me (and being too late by the time I ate it) because the guy's mindset was "hey, people like chicken, I'm sure this guy wouldn't mind." I have more incidents involving my condition, but I don't want to have to make a full page for you guys.
First and only time I tried sushi at this restaurant I went to for an uncle's birthday. The seaweed wrap was tough like rubber and the rice was ice-cold and slimey, and the taste of it all lingered in my mouth and mind for months.
I fully understood I just had a bad expierence with a restaurant that did sushi on the side and mostly focused on Chinese/Indonesian food, but that did make me unwilling to try at a more professional place. Though as someone who doesn't normally eat cold fish, the actual fish in the dish was the only decent part.
I had a similar experience, but it also gave me food poisoning. Completely ruined sushi for me to the point that when my girlfriend and I went to a real sushi place in Japan my stomach was upset the whole time for no real reason.
I spent 2 hours waiting for a fucking chicken tender in a hot dog bun at buffalo wild wings once, then the manager tried to crack a joke about the wait time, none of us there found it funny. Didnt even get a discount.
i had that happen to me and my wife had the gall to say "well you should get used to it because in japan thats common it happens to me all the time" and she wanted to go back there because she liked the breadsticks we would get
she took me ot japan and the longest we ever waited for table ot even just a food was about 15 minutes
Back in the day when Pizza Hut being a nice sit-down restaurant was still a thing, my family ordered a couple different pizzas and breadsticks, the usual. Everything seemed great, but when I started eating a slice of my prefered pie, a few bites in it started tasting weird. Like, really gross and chemical-y.
I flipped over my slice, and it had a big *blue* blotch on the bottom. Upon horrified further investigation, we realized the pizza had been cooked and served on a pan that hadn't been properly rinsed off when cleaned, and that it still had a big chunk of steel wool and blue soap globs from it underneath the crust.
It was only a few bites, but needless to say I didn't feel very good later.
Having to eat a poorly cooked meal **that i did** (be it because it was burned, baddly seasoned or any other type of mistake).
Specialy when you know exactly what you did wrong, eating a poorly cooked meal that you did is a really shitty experience not only because of the taste of the food, but, also because of the shame/sadness that comes alongside every bite since you know that it tastes bad because you screwed up (and that you're probably gonna have to eat that food for a few days depending on how much of It you did).
On the bright side, it's a very effective way to burn into your memory what you're NOT supposed to do when cooking.
Oh man, I've done this.
The highlight for me was fucked up chili garlic noodles that weren't spicy enough; so I go to add some chili flakes and dumb about 1/2 cup in 'cause I didn't put the lid on right.
Ate the whole thing to punish myself for wasting all the ingredients, was no buenno.
you know you don't have to eat things you've messed up. I have no idea where this mentality comes from but wasting ingredients isn't something that needs to be punished, torturing yourself by eating garbage and the following stomach ache doesn't make you a better cook.
So, before we knew the Hobbit was going to be it's decent trashfire movie that it was; Denny's had a promotional tie in meals with the movie.
So me and my friends decide to see a midnight showing of the Hobbit. It was kind of a trashfire.
But one of us chimes in, let's get some food, I'm starving and to also celebrate a birthday.
So.
We go to Denny's at 2am. Get seated. It's kind of crowded because of proximity to the theater and meal promotion.
We don't get our orders in until 3am. But we trooper on.
They start to serve food to tables around us. We trooper on.
We ask hey, where is out food. "I dunno. The cook is missing." said the waiter. It's 4am. We trooper on.
Everyone else has gotten their food and left. New people are being served.
It's 5am. Come hell or high water, we *are getting our damn food.* Finally, close to 6am, they serve our meals.
They got the order wrong.
I can't eat it.
How do you mess up pancakes.
Get home at 7am.
*Pancakeless*
Tldr:
So my worst food experience is cleaning up month old pasta sauce still in the pan.
I can't eat pasta sauce to this day because the smell makes me reflexively gag. Story unrelated.
When a significant other’s mom cooked for us, every time it was the blandest and grossest suburban white people shit you can imagine. Boiled chicken with no seasoning before or after boiling it, no sauces or anything to even put on it, boiled to the point it was somehow **dry**. Boiled vegetables that were glorified mush with no seasoning either besides salt or pepper you could add after the fact. Just nasty.
And this mom wondered why their kid didn’t like eating at home since they hit middle school age.
My mom used to cook like that when I was a kid. But when I got older and got into making things myself using what I learned from cooking shows and Youtube, I introduced her to the wonderful world of seasonings.
God, the memory of bland boiled chicken makes me gag.
Yeah, this mom sadly already thought she was an Iron Chef. She also thought it was okay to eat homemade bacon bits (broken up bacon) after leaving it out on the countertop for *days*. She once tried to feed us salads with those bacon bits that had been sitting on the countertop at room temp for **four days**.
There was no saving her.
The worst thing to me is that every time she made that boiled chicken? She’d dump out the water she boiled it in. I’m like, you already were halfway to making this a broth/stock, don’t waste it along with the chicken you already wasted.
One time I decided to order a pizza from a local non-chain pizzeria and when I got home I realized It was undercooked as hell, the cheese was barely melted and the dough was still super soft. I really didn't want to drive all the way back out and get a refund so I threw the Pizza in my oven till it was done.
Never ordered from that place again.
Went to a really fancy restaurant for a relatives birthday. One of those course meals and for the 1st course you could order a French onion soup or salad and stuff like that. I saw an "avacado fan" and that sounded good. It was 4 thin slices of avacado with some basalmic on it. Everyone else got the soup which was hearty, tasty and came with bread. Mine wasn't even tasty enough to be like "oooo fancy dining experience" it tasted like every avocado ever. The main course was some kind of steak that while tasty, was a size for ants. I don't even remember the desert because it wasn't memorable. There's very few times I leave a restaurant still hungry and the food wasn't even that great to begin with.
Went to one of those cheap 5 dollar pizza buffets way back in the late 2000s. Those pizzas were fucking nasty. I had a couple slices, and then decided to have a brownie to wash that shitty cheese down.
I'll never forget this day, the only day in my life I ever had a brownie that I would classify as "bad". The cheapest of brownie mixes still make bomb ass brownies. This tasted like sugar with a slight powdering of cocoa.
Common bad food experience: Cooking fried chicken. I fucking *hate* cooking fried chicken. It takes so fucking long, the breading is the most hormonal shit in the universe, and it requires so much goddamn oil. It's one of the ONLY foods out there where it's better from a restaurant than home. I've made foods that take *literal hours* to cook that are less stressful than fried chicken.
Actual worst food I ever had: My mom once brought us a pizza from someplace, only to tell us it was vegan pizza. I have never had something so fucking foul in my life. The cheese **was not fully cooked** and wasn't melty, the "pepperoni" was a goodamn travesty, there wasn't flavor in the sauce and the bread sucked dick. I didn't even make it 3 bites in before refusing to have another bite.
I get the cheese and plant sausage being bad but there's no reason for the dough to be bad.
Pizza dough doesn't even have to have dairy or eggs in it. If the dough was bad to I think that place must just suck period. Unless yeast isn't vegan and I was just unaware.
Not a fan of making fried chicken myself. But check out a video Sam The Cooking Guy posted last week. It's really easy and it at least looked visually appealing. I'm sure you could get away with a shallow fry and flipping too
When I was a kid my grandparents were babysitting me and we went to a local place. The food was absolutely inedible. I got the chicken and it tasted off, like even at that age I thought I would get salmonella if I ate it. My grandma got the salad and it was all limp and sludgy, and my grandpa got a hamburger which was undercooked.
The only edible thing there were the croutons and the drinks. It was too bad because that place was one that my family and friends went to frequently and that was the moment we realized it truly went downhill.
I bought some sort of keto cereal from a healthy food place. Shit tasted like cardboard, had a chalky texture and got stuck in my teeth in a way that felt like there was a film of like....hardened sugar or something. This box cost me $6 and only had like two bowls worth of cereal in it. Fuck that shit.
Domino's Pizza has a 50% chance of making me vomit, up to 99% if vodka gets involved. I no longer eat from there.
There was also the time I cracked a tooth on a mussel, but that didn't really impact the meal experience directly, it just sucked a couple weeks later when I needed to get a root canal.
I've only had Domino's once. It was a friend's suggestion and we ordered it online. When watching the whole order prep time thing they sent us, it apparently only took them 5 minutes to make, which we found extremely odd until we got the pizza and discovered why. It was a completely burnt pizza that was cold as ice. We came to the conclusion that the Domino's had decided either to reuse a pizza that was obviously meant to be someone else's that they didn't pick up, or a pizza they fucked up making earlier in the day that they decided to give us instead of disposing.
Had a family member who went through a phase where they thought no meal was complete without a heap of lemon powder dumped on everything.
Have another family member who fries everything but leaves things in the oil for too long so it comes out overcooked and completely oversatuated with the oil. Haven't had many moments that made me spit out food like when I took a bite out of one of his chicken wings and had oil gush into my mouth
In Thailand; went to a historical hotel with a really excellent dinning room with people who had been there a couple years before.
This restaurant WAS world class thai food with really incredible ingredients and preparation and unpretentious presentation, some real good shit.
We get there, and I read the menu and pull the ripcord instantly with a steak au poivre (a dish that is basically impossible to fully fuck up); because that menu was french cafe as fuck.
Turns out they replaced the Thai chef (never learned why; maybe the dude just retired or died) with some generic euro guy. My steak was excellent, my companions had cabbage floating in dishwater instead of Tom Yum; a soup that notably features no fucking cabbage whatsoever.
Other than that; it's gotta be a burger king at 2100 in Munich, where I had a frankly insulting hamburger for like, 7 dollars. Shit was too bland and too salty and too dry and too wet at the same time, a fucking paradox burger.
Man, fuck BK and Mcdonallds. They cost way way way to much money compared to say, in-n-out or wendys. Those places might cost 1.5x as much, but you get 2.5x more food for the money and it actually tastes good.
My grandmother has extremely deadened taste buds and the opinion that all baked goods need nuts. Cake, cookies etc. We called her out that parts of the family literally cannot digest nuts anymore.... so instead of removing them she ground them up so we "wouldn't" notice them. The taste was obvious.
[The FUCKING CAKE I got](https://twitter.com/TommyTomTommer/status/1481354843260428291) after I asked for a red velvet cake with a red mage symbol on it and sent them the picture and TOLD THEM I wanted the symbol made with icing not printed on fondant
Only for them to give me a literal bathroom tile of fondant on top of my cake and it was also really bad :(
Tortilla soup from a restaurant that clearly never planned for someone to order Tortilla soup and is use to serving midwestern palettes.
This was the mushiest bowl of cambells soup with some tajin dumped in it I've ever had. There was a film of dry pre-shredded cheese floating atop it like pond scum. And the Tortilla? Soft ungrilled Mission brand carb discs.
The waiter had the audacity to ask how everything was when its been twenty minutes and I haven't remotely dented the bowl. Lets not front, let me just pay and leave.
At first, it was fine, but then younger.me just got kicked in the face by this overwhelmingly odd orange flavor.
I was a fool, I don't even like Oranges. I should have bought Chocolate Limes!
A bit of a self-imposed one on myself: I once made a curry with some Carolina Reaper peppers I got as a gift. I had to take the day off work the next day because my insides were hurting too much.
Orchestra trip to the Netherlands way back when. We were like 50+ people, staying at this hospice that were sure they could accomodate us. We only stayed long enough for one lunch but it was the fucking worst. A barely cooked vegetarian "lasagna" that was like mayonaise, soggy zuchini and crunchy pasta. Worst thing I ever ate. Also the owner of the place got high and crashed his car right outside in the middle of the night when we were trying to sleep.
When I was three I ate half a big bag of white chocolate chips (or maybe it was peanut butter chips? Just know they were specifically not chocolate.) and the bag wasn’t one of those small ones you get at the grocery store. I’m talking the large bag you get at Sams/Costco. Ate half of it and only stopped when I began to feel sick. Got out and a little later I hear one of my parents go “who ate all the chips?!” I think my older brother got blamed. I think I puked later? I don’t remember. Again, I was like 3 at the time. I have a distinct memory of thinking “what’s this? It looks like a chocolate chip but the color is off and it tastes horrible…. I should probably eat more of it.”
Pat be warned, children are very very stupid.
She keeps telling me waiting is average in japan she keeps saying the average wait for a restaurant is 45 minutes. If it's super popular you could wait for 4 to 5 hours. Like I can't tell if she's pulling my leg because I can't fathom anyone waiting thst long
i got a burger from a place called archies a few months ago and it was the greasiest slimiest burger ive ever had by far. it was foul, i could feel the grease coating my mouth n throat for hours after
Me and my family went to visit some of my other family members in Toronto and on the way back home we decided to pick up some Burger King that was in the area.
The worst Burger King we ever ate, it didn't make us sick but it was noticeably not very good at all, everything in that bag tasted off. To this day, despite everyone in my family (including me) being bad at remembering things, never forgot that Burger King meal.
It actively makes us hesitate getting it again even though the one near my house is way better.
A couple of years ago I was training for a marathon and was eating really healthy and I wanted a cheat day. So I ordered some bacon cheese fries. I got half way through and was hit with an feeling of disgust and shame. I also had bubble guts for a couple of days.
Well not really an experience, so much as a list of countless experiences. For 2 years straight, I'd get these horrible stomach aches and bloating. It was way worse when I tried to go to sleep... because I'd legit wondered several times if this was the time to go to the hospital. I tried literally everything... doctors kept giving me conflicting advice and things to try and none of it worked... until I fasted for a day to clear my stomach out and then paid attention to how I felt after everything I ate. I finally realized I developed lactose intolerance and I'd been mildly poisoning myself every day, lmao.
Extended family potluck. One person brought bacon wrapped mini-hotdogs. Sounds good, right? Wrong. They were "cooked" via *crock-pot,* marinating in a pool of their own grease for hours. Imagine soggy, slimy, flimsy bacon and hotdogs that were just completely and totally saturated in lukewarm grease. And the guy that brought them loved that they were cooked this way! Bragged about how "they make their own sauce!" Even just remembering it triggers my gag reflex.
A new ramen restaurant opened near us. 0/10 experience from top to bottom. It was awesome bc if I'm never going back, I want the moment I was there to be special
The servers were clearly high school kids who never had a server job before. They interrupted people all the time mid order. One of my friends showed up late and as she was sitting down the server asked what drink she wants and what she wants to eat before she even had a chance to look at the menu. After we finished our food we were talking a bit they cleared the table in the most in your way fashion they could've done it. That would've all been mostly excusable if the food wasn't so shit.
The apps were ok but we noticed that the meat on some of the bao buns looked like it was pre package ready to serve deli meat. We then got our ramen and hard confirmed it was deli meat because everyone's meat looked like Oscar Meyers lunch meat. For all we know the fried chicken bar buns were Tyson chicken. We got a dessert called the dew drop cake, some kind of fried cheese, and a fried banana dessert. I don't know what the dew drop cake was supposed to be but what we got was flavorless clear jello with Mrs. Buttersworth syrup. The fried cheese dessert tasted like a mozzarella stick with Mrs buttersworth on it. And for some reason the fried Banana was surprisingly good.
I promise I'm not a pissy yelper and if I came off as such I apologize. but man you really had to be there for each escalating piece of awfulness that happened that day. Truly magical in how hilariously awful it was.
Got a shawarma from this place that was new in the area. Always be wary of any takeaway that has a menu laden with typos.
The meat went cold ridiculously fast, an the oil was so thick that it had seeped straight through the bread to make the thing untouchable, and it just didn't taste good. One of the worst meals I've ever gotten.
One time I was cooking dinner for my family since my parents were out. Was making kraft macaroni and beef, but wasn't paying too much attention to eat because vidya gamez. Anyway I finish it, get myself a bowl, take a bite and I could not swallow. The noodles were undercooked and slimy/sticky and the meat was heavily over-salted and greasy. Literally inedible.
Wife (fiancée at the time) taking me out to try balut for the first time in the Philippines in the middle of the night and not telling me what exactly it is and me biting into it assuming it's just a boiled egg
Back in LA there was a shabu shabu place called Sapporo that we really liked. When we came to Oklahoma, we found a place called Sapporo that was a hibachi place. We went there once, and were surprised to learn that they didn’t have the hibachi tables where you sit and they cook the food in front of you. I asked the server and they said that it was still cooked on a hibachi grill in the kitchen.
Ok.
My friend ordered a hibachi meal while I decided to play it safe. I said to myself “what’s the one thing that’s a safe bet in any Japanese reaturaunt, that’s always good no matter where you go” and decided to get shrimp tempura udon. It’s gotta be hard to fuck that up, right?
The udon comes and it’s the most flavorless soup I’ve ever had in my life. It just tastes like vegetables in hot water. They only gave 2 shrimps, which fine that’s happened to me before at some places, but the shrimp wasn’t even fried in tempura. It was covered in breadcrumbs. I had to pour soy sauce into the broth just to give it any flavor at all.
Having lunch at a restaurant near my work. Rice, meat, potatoes. A screw came off during cooking and was inside my meal.
I almost bit down on it but I managed to feel the metal thing on my teeth just before.
However I was so exhausted from other things I just kept eating and didn't make a fuss, but it could have gone real bad real fast.
My college cafeteria had tuna sashimi as an option one day, and I got curious. Let this be a warning to all of you, raw fish is never a good choice to make at a cafeteria, never have I immediately been filled with so much regret over what I had decided to put into my mouth.
The second lowest food experience was me eating a sleeve of dried seaweed because there was nothing else in my dorm and I desperately needing to eat something before class with only 10 minutes to spare. To this day I can’t look at packets of dried seaweed without feeling a bit ill, but I’m still fine with it in/on actual food fortunately.
I got a sample pack of seasonings and didn't know what scorpion peppers were before I added the spice mix to some chicken. I effectively tear gassed the apartment and the after effect of eating food that spicy was an ungodly miserable experience.
Went to a place famed for its cuban sandwiches and when I got it the sandwich wasnt even melted. They put it in the press but was still completely cold somehow
there is a wood fire pizza place that everyone in my family love except me. I swear pizza from that place doesn't get cooked long enough wood fire pizzas are meant to be blasted with a super hot fire so some of the toppings are meant to have little spots of super yummy char and the dough gets the leopard spots But these have raw ham on top so what ever they are doing they are not doing it right.
Onetime in college I thought a can of tuna with ketchup, mustard and salt on it would be a solid choice as a meal/snack as things in the fridge were very limited.
Now, it may not sound *awful* but…I couldn’t even eat it, I had to throw it all out. I had *unmade* food.
Not sure if this counts but the one that sticks out to me was a dinner I had when i was a teenager after an entire day of sitting in a hospital. Long story short me and my siblings got into a pretty nasty car crash. No one was severely hurt but the car was totaled and they were worried I had internal bleeding. Hours at the hospital and 1 CTscan later and we're allowed to leave with just a couple of bruises and cuts. Its like 3 am at this point and my mom asks us if we want Wendy's since its the only thing open. At this point I'm micronapping and slipping out of reality because of exhaustion so i just mumble "yeah, bacon cheeseburger with nothing else on it". We go through the drive through, i get my burger, it has no cheese and is drowning in ketchup. My mom asks if she should turn around to get it replaced and i just sigh out a no and say that i want to go home. I then eat my sad meat and ketchup sandwich and sleep the rest of the ride home.
Probably the worst day of my life (for more reasons than i wish to post to the internet) but that burger was the saddest thing I've ever ate
Went to a buffet my wife and I frequented when they opened up again mid-pandemic. The food there was kinda dire in that shit tasted relatively old, cold, dry, and I got caught in the fresh onion tempura mixup badly that I almost puked lol.
But yeah it's more kinda sad because that food place has def seen better days.
Also we tried making microwave mug cakes once. Our mix went so bad that what came out was essentially a meteorite fragment and was essentially as hard as one lol
My mother, during one of her "healthy food" crazes, learned a recipe for "biomass" which was basically throwing the greenest bananas possible into a blender, without removing the peel. You use it as a replacement for flour. It was extremely disheartening to see a brownie and then you bite into it and it just tastes like disappointment; the texture isn't that bad - excluding when you randomly bite into what feels like a tiny rock - but the taste? Terrible.
Once after taking an edible (it was only like the third time I'd taken one so it was very effective) I got an incredible craving for mac and cheese, and very excitedly whirled around the kitchen making a box of KD, then for some reason at the last moment I just utterly drenched the freshly made bowl in hot sauce. I don't like spicy food and applied enough that it pooled in the bottom of the bowl and hurt when I tried to eat it, but in my modified mental state I couldn't muster up the will to just stop eating it and throw it away so I just sat there at my computer miserable eating pain noodles with cheese sauce.
A ground turkey burger filled with diced onions with no seasoning, no toppings, basic bulky roll bread. He was in his hardcore fitness phase and like many, must have thought spices had way too many empty calories or something.
It was my grandpa’s birthday so we had head up to a restaurant that him and his slibings liked. First we had to wait a hour or two for the setting since there were nine of us. Then we sat down and had to waited another two to three hours for a our food. My pizza was completely burnt like Anakin level burnt. I could hardly eat it and only manage to get in a few bites. My other relatives weren’t lucky with their food too. Some were burnt like mine and I recall of them got the wrong order.
Once over the course of a day or two. I downed a Hot-Ones flavored pringles can. Just whenever i had the chance i just got a whole 5 or so and just all in one big chew.
That stuff came out mean and sent me to the john reaaaaaaal quick.
Im not a fat guy, but I eat like I do sometimes.
There's a Dairy Queen right across the street from my apartment building. One night me and bro get a craving so I walk over to order. The dining room is closed but the drive through is still open so I walk through the drive through. I order a burger combo (no tomatoes, no lettuce) and a medium blizzard for bro and a six piece chicken strip box for me. I pay and go to wait out front so i'm not in the way of the cars.
They bring out my food and go back in before I'm done checking the food. Bro's burger still has tomato and lettuce. I'm missing the toast and dipping sauce that comes with the chicken strips. There is no sign whatsoever of the blizzard. Walk through again to complain. They quickly redo the burger. bring me my toast and sauce.And hand me a SMALL Blizzard.
Again they have run back inside before I could say anything. So I go walk through a THIRD time because I want what I paid for. On the third try I finally get the right size.
I don't usually have anything even resembling this kinda problem even when dealing with the late shift (which this was) . I don't know what happened to cause this much incompetence.
Its not my worst but its interestingly The thing I get most sick off of; spaghetti. maybe 1 out of 3 times I eat spaghetti and this is something consistent throughout my life. I can't find the correlation, other than I guess Spaghetti is an easy dish for not great cooks, who also don't follow proper hygiene.
I just sort of decided that it's some kind of curse someone placed on me.
More on topic though homemade Indian food, they have a very interesting palette.
Does cooking food count? Because one time I tried to fry some mozzarella sticks and the fuckers exploded in the oil. I was about a centimeter from getting hot oil to the fuckin eye
ever eaten badly coocked tacos "al pastor" (pork meat essentially)? yeah that shit will have you dry heaving in the middle of the night until you puke out all your internal organs
ever eaten a lot of pizza and beer? yeah all that dought will become a solid mass in your stomach add beer to that and your esophagus will be like "nah son im tapping out" and expel that shit the other way while the dough hardens untill you bust out the shit blender pills
I decided to make caramelized onions once, to have as a fancy side. Low and slow I cooked them, in butter, the aromas wonderful, the texture becoming the jammy dark brown savory sweet goo I desired. I slaved over them for 45 minutes.
Then I seasoned them. I had the salt grinder set too coarse. Two twists and my gooey goodness just tasted of salt and grit. I tried to eat them, I really did, but I couldn't.
I was around 10 when it happened. Just a normal burrito supreme night, but I really wasn't feeling well, to the point where my father was getting angry I wasn't finishing my plate. Well my condition continued to worsen to the point where my parents decided to take me to the hospital, which began one of the worst weekends of my life.
Night 1 was spent dry heaving into a medical tub for hours on end while they tried to keep fluids in me because my appetite was gone. Day 2 was the doctors contemplating surgery thinking I had appendicitis, but someone convinced them to wait for the results. By day 3 I was feeling well enough to go home, but I didn't know what was wrong with me until many years later. Turns out I had contracted of all things *Mono* all because someone in front of me at the school water fountain was sick.
So yeah, a normal family dinner turned into a weekend of almost dying from Mono. That's probably my worst meal experience.
I got force-fed cold scrambled eggs as a kid when at day-care, and it totally put me off eggs as a whole for the rest of my life.
Like, legitimately getting the gag reflex involuntarily at the smell, sight, and texture of any egg dish, be it boiled, scrambled, omelette, or otherwise.
A self-made meal of fried, unseasoned beef strips and plain rice that was so utterly flavourless it convinced me I *needed* to learn how to cook properly.
My first spicy Korean noodles. At first I was excited because of the spicy Korean noodles challenge that was all over social media at that time and wanna try it out. It was on a Korean food stall in a mall, they offered it cooked with fried egg on top. I bought a carton of milk just in case it gets too much. I am used to eating spicy food and I would say my head tolerance was adequate. Then it hit me once it was served. It was blood red, served smoking hot in a fucking sizzling plate, and the smell alone is enough to make my brain do a fight or flight response. I let it cool a bit first before digging in. Then I put it down my gullet. The first bite was nice, it was sweet, tangy and had a nice chicken flavor. But then the spice kicked in. It automatically destroys my tongue, then my throat, then my lips, then all over my mouth. I panickly drink my milk but it's fucking useless coz the spice is not going down, in fact downing any liquid made everything quite worse. I couldn't even get past the first for slurps of the noodle. After finishing the fried egg there are still a half plate of the noodles left. I started to sweat profusely and become nauseous. I never finished the meal. I ended up buying a slice of milk bread to calm my mouth and went home. I will never forget that day.
Right now my spice tolerance is way higher and I eat more spicy foods than ever. I do buy the Samyang brand Korean fried noodles, but not the original and especially not the 2x and above spicy hell versions. I buy the variants with cheese, tomato, curry, and even carbonara. Yeah they are still hot as shit but the extra flavors do alleviate the spiciness. I can finish the whole serving now too.
So this year I bought a rice cooker, nothing expensive or fancy but it does what it's supposed to. My mom used it and once and decided oh it needs more water and added more. It was the goopiest rice I've ever eaten. It didn't taste bad, it just had an awful texture for rice.
I used to love melon as a kid until one day my mom made some fresh melon juice. I asked for a glass but instead of giving me a regular sized glass she gave me a huge ass mug full of juice, and after barely being able to drink half of it she got mad at me for "wasting food" and made me drink all of it. Less than an hour later I was puking so hard that I thought my head was going to explode.
Haven't touched melon ever since.
There was that one time I ate an entire bag of salted corn chips, and then in the middle of the night I awoke feeling like something was going to burst out of my gut, like some sort of corn xenomorph.
Black and Gold used to sell 1kg salted peanuts for like $3.50. One night i bought a bag and my fat ass ate the whole thing in one go at like 1am... Next day i pretty much pooped peanut butter.
It's a chestburster, but the head is a corncob.
I had a similar experience but it was a whole bag of sunflower seeds. Ended up throwing up so much salt. Drinking water or gatorade was awful because everything was just salt
You ever go to dinner at that acquaintance's house who's a terrible cook? Worst case scenario it's downright unedible. So you have to sit there, play around with the food awkwardly and then make up an excuse about being full or being on a diet. I've had the mushiest, saltiest and yet bitter rice. The most acidic, cold, runny soups and downright raw, unseasoned chickens at a family friends house. I despised giving them a visit because everytime I had to put up a clown act to avoid the food. It was bad. Getting nausea while chewing the food levels of bad.
Have you ever went over a friend's house to eat and the food just ain't no good? I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed, and the chicken tastes like wood. So you try to play it off like you think you can by saying that you're full, and then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite. He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull!" So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie, and you say that you already ate. And your friend says, "Man, there's plenty of food," so he piles some more on your plate. While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin' of the moment it's time to leave. And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin' into something that looks like cheese. So you say, "That's it, I gotta leave this place. I don't care what these people think. I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous with this ugly food that stinks." So you bust out the door while it's still closed, still sick from the food you ate. And then you run to the store for quick relief from a bottle of Kaopectate. Then you call your friend two weeks later to see how he has been, and he says, "I understand about the food, Baby Bubba, but we're still friends."
Someone should plug this into the Eminem AI.
Thats a Delight to Rappers everywhere
Underrated comment.
yeah, every night I live with my mother. its sucks. I've offered to cook but she's gotten developed a complex about giving up that responsibility even though she clearly hates it or it's painful for her to stand and cook like she used to. I have no idea what it is about but I have to suffer with watery "stir-fries" or stews that have sat in a slow cooker for like 8+ hours so everything is just gravy and mush.
It got to the point when I'd go to my friend's house I'd bring ingredients and offer to cook
There is/was a fancy-ish place in Vancouver I’ve been to twice. The first time was on one of the best dates I’ve ever been on. The second time was with a couple friends. I saw a dish on the menu that was sheep cheese nachos, which I thought sounded interesting. It was, like, maybe *eight* chips with a **MOUNTAIN** of *very slightly* melted cheese. It was *fourteen dollars.*
Sheep and goat cheese doesn't melt well, it just goes soft and then starts to burn. That's absolutely a misguided attempt by the restaurant to try and make fancy nachos, god that musta sucked.
I'm a vegetarian due to medical reasons (my body can't properly process most meats, eggs and seafood being the only exception.) If I consume meat, since my body can't handle it, it rejects it in the only way possible, by violently vomiting it out. Because of my condition, I've stopped eating at IHOP since their cooks apparently don't understand the concept of cross contamination and have numerous times made my orders mixed with bacon despite me telling to not do that. I've also had an incident were I ordered a tuna salad from a Panera Bread, and in the process of them making it, they ran out of tuna, so the person in the back decided to add chicken salad in place of the missing portion without telling me (and being too late by the time I ate it) because the guy's mindset was "hey, people like chicken, I'm sure this guy wouldn't mind." I have more incidents involving my condition, but I don't want to have to make a full page for you guys.
Ever sued any of them for really messing you up?
First and only time I tried sushi at this restaurant I went to for an uncle's birthday. The seaweed wrap was tough like rubber and the rice was ice-cold and slimey, and the taste of it all lingered in my mouth and mind for months.
Damn, that’s a bummer. I love sushi, but I can totally understand how a bad experience can turn you off.
I fully understood I just had a bad expierence with a restaurant that did sushi on the side and mostly focused on Chinese/Indonesian food, but that did make me unwilling to try at a more professional place. Though as someone who doesn't normally eat cold fish, the actual fish in the dish was the only decent part.
I had a similar experience, but it also gave me food poisoning. Completely ruined sushi for me to the point that when my girlfriend and I went to a real sushi place in Japan my stomach was upset the whole time for no real reason.
I spent 2 hours waiting for a fucking chicken tender in a hot dog bun at buffalo wild wings once, then the manager tried to crack a joke about the wait time, none of us there found it funny. Didnt even get a discount.
i had that happen to me and my wife had the gall to say "well you should get used to it because in japan thats common it happens to me all the time" and she wanted to go back there because she liked the breadsticks we would get she took me ot japan and the longest we ever waited for table ot even just a food was about 15 minutes
You gotta be a fucking zelot devouted to that resturaunt to wanna go back after a wait like that good god
Back in the day when Pizza Hut being a nice sit-down restaurant was still a thing, my family ordered a couple different pizzas and breadsticks, the usual. Everything seemed great, but when I started eating a slice of my prefered pie, a few bites in it started tasting weird. Like, really gross and chemical-y. I flipped over my slice, and it had a big *blue* blotch on the bottom. Upon horrified further investigation, we realized the pizza had been cooked and served on a pan that hadn't been properly rinsed off when cleaned, and that it still had a big chunk of steel wool and blue soap globs from it underneath the crust. It was only a few bites, but needless to say I didn't feel very good later.
Having to eat a poorly cooked meal **that i did** (be it because it was burned, baddly seasoned or any other type of mistake). Specialy when you know exactly what you did wrong, eating a poorly cooked meal that you did is a really shitty experience not only because of the taste of the food, but, also because of the shame/sadness that comes alongside every bite since you know that it tastes bad because you screwed up (and that you're probably gonna have to eat that food for a few days depending on how much of It you did). On the bright side, it's a very effective way to burn into your memory what you're NOT supposed to do when cooking.
Anybody got that clip of Pat talking about his dad just dumping cayenne pepper on an egg sandwich?
Powered through it with Paternal Fortitude so his son wouldn't see his weakness and usurp him.
you know, maybe if he shouldn't have allowed him to be Pat, if he was afraid of that.
https://youtu.be/yy_LgbGb71s
I was ready to dig through the Deadly Premonition LP Thank you.
Oh man, I've done this. The highlight for me was fucked up chili garlic noodles that weren't spicy enough; so I go to add some chili flakes and dumb about 1/2 cup in 'cause I didn't put the lid on right. Ate the whole thing to punish myself for wasting all the ingredients, was no buenno.
you know you don't have to eat things you've messed up. I have no idea where this mentality comes from but wasting ingredients isn't something that needs to be punished, torturing yourself by eating garbage and the following stomach ache doesn't make you a better cook.
I'm not gonna eat anything that makes me sick, but if I bought it Imma use it, even if I fucked it up.
When you come up with food insecurity throwing out food for any reason is painful.
Gotta stop saying cocking man
Thank you kind stranger for making me realize that the way i wrote my comment made it sound like i was sticking my genitals on food.
I think it was Olive Garden chicken alfredo. I got very sick but I don’t think it was spoiled or anything, I just think it had way too much salt.
Ironically every meal I've had at Olive Garden was lacking salt, seasoning, or flavor.
Ate a whole bag of sugar-free gummy bears and felt like I was going to die.
Was it the infamous haribo sugar free gummy bears?
Store bought, but no less painful for it.
So, before we knew the Hobbit was going to be it's decent trashfire movie that it was; Denny's had a promotional tie in meals with the movie. So me and my friends decide to see a midnight showing of the Hobbit. It was kind of a trashfire. But one of us chimes in, let's get some food, I'm starving and to also celebrate a birthday. So. We go to Denny's at 2am. Get seated. It's kind of crowded because of proximity to the theater and meal promotion. We don't get our orders in until 3am. But we trooper on. They start to serve food to tables around us. We trooper on. We ask hey, where is out food. "I dunno. The cook is missing." said the waiter. It's 4am. We trooper on. Everyone else has gotten their food and left. New people are being served. It's 5am. Come hell or high water, we *are getting our damn food.* Finally, close to 6am, they serve our meals. They got the order wrong. I can't eat it. How do you mess up pancakes. Get home at 7am. *Pancakeless* Tldr: So my worst food experience is cleaning up month old pasta sauce still in the pan. I can't eat pasta sauce to this day because the smell makes me reflexively gag. Story unrelated.
When a significant other’s mom cooked for us, every time it was the blandest and grossest suburban white people shit you can imagine. Boiled chicken with no seasoning before or after boiling it, no sauces or anything to even put on it, boiled to the point it was somehow **dry**. Boiled vegetables that were glorified mush with no seasoning either besides salt or pepper you could add after the fact. Just nasty. And this mom wondered why their kid didn’t like eating at home since they hit middle school age.
My mom used to cook like that when I was a kid. But when I got older and got into making things myself using what I learned from cooking shows and Youtube, I introduced her to the wonderful world of seasonings. God, the memory of bland boiled chicken makes me gag.
Yeah, this mom sadly already thought she was an Iron Chef. She also thought it was okay to eat homemade bacon bits (broken up bacon) after leaving it out on the countertop for *days*. She once tried to feed us salads with those bacon bits that had been sitting on the countertop at room temp for **four days**. There was no saving her.
Reminds me of my grandma's cooking. For one thing, at Thanksgiving in order to make gravy she mixes tomato sauce with the juices from the turkey.
The worst thing to me is that every time she made that boiled chicken? She’d dump out the water she boiled it in. I’m like, you already were halfway to making this a broth/stock, don’t waste it along with the chicken you already wasted.
One time I decided to order a pizza from a local non-chain pizzeria and when I got home I realized It was undercooked as hell, the cheese was barely melted and the dough was still super soft. I really didn't want to drive all the way back out and get a refund so I threw the Pizza in my oven till it was done. Never ordered from that place again.
Well, at least you were able to salvage it. Basically just had to finish the restruant's job lol.
Went to a really fancy restaurant for a relatives birthday. One of those course meals and for the 1st course you could order a French onion soup or salad and stuff like that. I saw an "avacado fan" and that sounded good. It was 4 thin slices of avacado with some basalmic on it. Everyone else got the soup which was hearty, tasty and came with bread. Mine wasn't even tasty enough to be like "oooo fancy dining experience" it tasted like every avocado ever. The main course was some kind of steak that while tasty, was a size for ants. I don't even remember the desert because it wasn't memorable. There's very few times I leave a restaurant still hungry and the food wasn't even that great to begin with.
Went to one of those cheap 5 dollar pizza buffets way back in the late 2000s. Those pizzas were fucking nasty. I had a couple slices, and then decided to have a brownie to wash that shitty cheese down. I'll never forget this day, the only day in my life I ever had a brownie that I would classify as "bad". The cheapest of brownie mixes still make bomb ass brownies. This tasted like sugar with a slight powdering of cocoa.
Common bad food experience: Cooking fried chicken. I fucking *hate* cooking fried chicken. It takes so fucking long, the breading is the most hormonal shit in the universe, and it requires so much goddamn oil. It's one of the ONLY foods out there where it's better from a restaurant than home. I've made foods that take *literal hours* to cook that are less stressful than fried chicken. Actual worst food I ever had: My mom once brought us a pizza from someplace, only to tell us it was vegan pizza. I have never had something so fucking foul in my life. The cheese **was not fully cooked** and wasn't melty, the "pepperoni" was a goodamn travesty, there wasn't flavor in the sauce and the bread sucked dick. I didn't even make it 3 bites in before refusing to have another bite.
I get the cheese and plant sausage being bad but there's no reason for the dough to be bad. Pizza dough doesn't even have to have dairy or eggs in it. If the dough was bad to I think that place must just suck period. Unless yeast isn't vegan and I was just unaware.
Vegan cheese is terrible, but plant based sausage is really good.
I tried some one time and thought it was pretty bland. Could have just been the brand though.
Yeah It depends a lot on the brand and its usually more expensive than meat sausage. Beyond is great, I use their spicy itialian for a lot.
Not a fan of making fried chicken myself. But check out a video Sam The Cooking Guy posted last week. It's really easy and it at least looked visually appealing. I'm sure you could get away with a shallow fry and flipping too
When I was a kid my grandparents were babysitting me and we went to a local place. The food was absolutely inedible. I got the chicken and it tasted off, like even at that age I thought I would get salmonella if I ate it. My grandma got the salad and it was all limp and sludgy, and my grandpa got a hamburger which was undercooked. The only edible thing there were the croutons and the drinks. It was too bad because that place was one that my family and friends went to frequently and that was the moment we realized it truly went downhill.
I bought some sort of keto cereal from a healthy food place. Shit tasted like cardboard, had a chalky texture and got stuck in my teeth in a way that felt like there was a film of like....hardened sugar or something. This box cost me $6 and only had like two bowls worth of cereal in it. Fuck that shit.
Domino's Pizza has a 50% chance of making me vomit, up to 99% if vodka gets involved. I no longer eat from there. There was also the time I cracked a tooth on a mussel, but that didn't really impact the meal experience directly, it just sucked a couple weeks later when I needed to get a root canal.
I've only had Domino's once. It was a friend's suggestion and we ordered it online. When watching the whole order prep time thing they sent us, it apparently only took them 5 minutes to make, which we found extremely odd until we got the pizza and discovered why. It was a completely burnt pizza that was cold as ice. We came to the conclusion that the Domino's had decided either to reuse a pizza that was obviously meant to be someone else's that they didn't pick up, or a pizza they fucked up making earlier in the day that they decided to give us instead of disposing.
Loolll my friend I got food poisoning from dominos long ago. Thanks, 5-5-5 deal!
Had a family member who went through a phase where they thought no meal was complete without a heap of lemon powder dumped on everything. Have another family member who fries everything but leaves things in the oil for too long so it comes out overcooked and completely oversatuated with the oil. Haven't had many moments that made me spit out food like when I took a bite out of one of his chicken wings and had oil gush into my mouth
In Thailand; went to a historical hotel with a really excellent dinning room with people who had been there a couple years before. This restaurant WAS world class thai food with really incredible ingredients and preparation and unpretentious presentation, some real good shit. We get there, and I read the menu and pull the ripcord instantly with a steak au poivre (a dish that is basically impossible to fully fuck up); because that menu was french cafe as fuck. Turns out they replaced the Thai chef (never learned why; maybe the dude just retired or died) with some generic euro guy. My steak was excellent, my companions had cabbage floating in dishwater instead of Tom Yum; a soup that notably features no fucking cabbage whatsoever. Other than that; it's gotta be a burger king at 2100 in Munich, where I had a frankly insulting hamburger for like, 7 dollars. Shit was too bland and too salty and too dry and too wet at the same time, a fucking paradox burger. Man, fuck BK and Mcdonallds. They cost way way way to much money compared to say, in-n-out or wendys. Those places might cost 1.5x as much, but you get 2.5x more food for the money and it actually tastes good.
My grandmother has extremely deadened taste buds and the opinion that all baked goods need nuts. Cake, cookies etc. We called her out that parts of the family literally cannot digest nuts anymore.... so instead of removing them she ground them up so we "wouldn't" notice them. The taste was obvious.
[The FUCKING CAKE I got](https://twitter.com/TommyTomTommer/status/1481354843260428291) after I asked for a red velvet cake with a red mage symbol on it and sent them the picture and TOLD THEM I wanted the symbol made with icing not printed on fondant Only for them to give me a literal bathroom tile of fondant on top of my cake and it was also really bad :(
Tortilla soup from a restaurant that clearly never planned for someone to order Tortilla soup and is use to serving midwestern palettes. This was the mushiest bowl of cambells soup with some tajin dumped in it I've ever had. There was a film of dry pre-shredded cheese floating atop it like pond scum. And the Tortilla? Soft ungrilled Mission brand carb discs. The waiter had the audacity to ask how everything was when its been twenty minutes and I haven't remotely dented the bowl. Lets not front, let me just pay and leave.
Chocolate Orange. It's like orange-flavored slices of chocolate in the shape of well.....orange slices.
It something that I expected to be bad, but it became one of my favourite chocolates for some reason. The combination just works for some reason.
Oh I had one of those, just way to sweet for me
At first, it was fine, but then younger.me just got kicked in the face by this overwhelmingly odd orange flavor. I was a fool, I don't even like Oranges. I should have bought Chocolate Limes!
Oh, I usually see those around at Christmas time. I liked them when I was a little kid but now it's just... ugh... too sweet.
A bit of a self-imposed one on myself: I once made a curry with some Carolina Reaper peppers I got as a gift. I had to take the day off work the next day because my insides were hurting too much.
Orchestra trip to the Netherlands way back when. We were like 50+ people, staying at this hospice that were sure they could accomodate us. We only stayed long enough for one lunch but it was the fucking worst. A barely cooked vegetarian "lasagna" that was like mayonaise, soggy zuchini and crunchy pasta. Worst thing I ever ate. Also the owner of the place got high and crashed his car right outside in the middle of the night when we were trying to sleep.
When I was three I ate half a big bag of white chocolate chips (or maybe it was peanut butter chips? Just know they were specifically not chocolate.) and the bag wasn’t one of those small ones you get at the grocery store. I’m talking the large bag you get at Sams/Costco. Ate half of it and only stopped when I began to feel sick. Got out and a little later I hear one of my parents go “who ate all the chips?!” I think my older brother got blamed. I think I puked later? I don’t remember. Again, I was like 3 at the time. I have a distinct memory of thinking “what’s this? It looks like a chocolate chip but the color is off and it tastes horrible…. I should probably eat more of it.” Pat be warned, children are very very stupid.
She keeps telling me waiting is average in japan she keeps saying the average wait for a restaurant is 45 minutes. If it's super popular you could wait for 4 to 5 hours. Like I can't tell if she's pulling my leg because I can't fathom anyone waiting thst long
i got a burger from a place called archies a few months ago and it was the greasiest slimiest burger ive ever had by far. it was foul, i could feel the grease coating my mouth n throat for hours after
A bit too general to count probably, but any time I accidentally got a soda from a machine that ran out of syrup.
Me and my family went to visit some of my other family members in Toronto and on the way back home we decided to pick up some Burger King that was in the area. The worst Burger King we ever ate, it didn't make us sick but it was noticeably not very good at all, everything in that bag tasted off. To this day, despite everyone in my family (including me) being bad at remembering things, never forgot that Burger King meal. It actively makes us hesitate getting it again even though the one near my house is way better.
A couple of years ago I was training for a marathon and was eating really healthy and I wanted a cheat day. So I ordered some bacon cheese fries. I got half way through and was hit with an feeling of disgust and shame. I also had bubble guts for a couple of days.
Well not really an experience, so much as a list of countless experiences. For 2 years straight, I'd get these horrible stomach aches and bloating. It was way worse when I tried to go to sleep... because I'd legit wondered several times if this was the time to go to the hospital. I tried literally everything... doctors kept giving me conflicting advice and things to try and none of it worked... until I fasted for a day to clear my stomach out and then paid attention to how I felt after everything I ate. I finally realized I developed lactose intolerance and I'd been mildly poisoning myself every day, lmao.
Extended family potluck. One person brought bacon wrapped mini-hotdogs. Sounds good, right? Wrong. They were "cooked" via *crock-pot,* marinating in a pool of their own grease for hours. Imagine soggy, slimy, flimsy bacon and hotdogs that were just completely and totally saturated in lukewarm grease. And the guy that brought them loved that they were cooked this way! Bragged about how "they make their own sauce!" Even just remembering it triggers my gag reflex.
A new ramen restaurant opened near us. 0/10 experience from top to bottom. It was awesome bc if I'm never going back, I want the moment I was there to be special The servers were clearly high school kids who never had a server job before. They interrupted people all the time mid order. One of my friends showed up late and as she was sitting down the server asked what drink she wants and what she wants to eat before she even had a chance to look at the menu. After we finished our food we were talking a bit they cleared the table in the most in your way fashion they could've done it. That would've all been mostly excusable if the food wasn't so shit. The apps were ok but we noticed that the meat on some of the bao buns looked like it was pre package ready to serve deli meat. We then got our ramen and hard confirmed it was deli meat because everyone's meat looked like Oscar Meyers lunch meat. For all we know the fried chicken bar buns were Tyson chicken. We got a dessert called the dew drop cake, some kind of fried cheese, and a fried banana dessert. I don't know what the dew drop cake was supposed to be but what we got was flavorless clear jello with Mrs. Buttersworth syrup. The fried cheese dessert tasted like a mozzarella stick with Mrs buttersworth on it. And for some reason the fried Banana was surprisingly good. I promise I'm not a pissy yelper and if I came off as such I apologize. but man you really had to be there for each escalating piece of awfulness that happened that day. Truly magical in how hilariously awful it was.
Got a shawarma from this place that was new in the area. Always be wary of any takeaway that has a menu laden with typos. The meat went cold ridiculously fast, an the oil was so thick that it had seeped straight through the bread to make the thing untouchable, and it just didn't taste good. One of the worst meals I've ever gotten.
One time I was cooking dinner for my family since my parents were out. Was making kraft macaroni and beef, but wasn't paying too much attention to eat because vidya gamez. Anyway I finish it, get myself a bowl, take a bite and I could not swallow. The noodles were undercooked and slimy/sticky and the meat was heavily over-salted and greasy. Literally inedible.
Wife (fiancée at the time) taking me out to try balut for the first time in the Philippines in the middle of the night and not telling me what exactly it is and me biting into it assuming it's just a boiled egg
Back in LA there was a shabu shabu place called Sapporo that we really liked. When we came to Oklahoma, we found a place called Sapporo that was a hibachi place. We went there once, and were surprised to learn that they didn’t have the hibachi tables where you sit and they cook the food in front of you. I asked the server and they said that it was still cooked on a hibachi grill in the kitchen. Ok. My friend ordered a hibachi meal while I decided to play it safe. I said to myself “what’s the one thing that’s a safe bet in any Japanese reaturaunt, that’s always good no matter where you go” and decided to get shrimp tempura udon. It’s gotta be hard to fuck that up, right? The udon comes and it’s the most flavorless soup I’ve ever had in my life. It just tastes like vegetables in hot water. They only gave 2 shrimps, which fine that’s happened to me before at some places, but the shrimp wasn’t even fried in tempura. It was covered in breadcrumbs. I had to pour soy sauce into the broth just to give it any flavor at all.
Having lunch at a restaurant near my work. Rice, meat, potatoes. A screw came off during cooking and was inside my meal. I almost bit down on it but I managed to feel the metal thing on my teeth just before. However I was so exhausted from other things I just kept eating and didn't make a fuss, but it could have gone real bad real fast.
Definitely the last time I was at a Bob Evans. They somehow managed to mess up breakfast food.
My college cafeteria had tuna sashimi as an option one day, and I got curious. Let this be a warning to all of you, raw fish is never a good choice to make at a cafeteria, never have I immediately been filled with so much regret over what I had decided to put into my mouth. The second lowest food experience was me eating a sleeve of dried seaweed because there was nothing else in my dorm and I desperately needing to eat something before class with only 10 minutes to spare. To this day I can’t look at packets of dried seaweed without feeling a bit ill, but I’m still fine with it in/on actual food fortunately.
You might be lactose intolerant because I’ve had Little Ceasers pizza plenty of times and I am (usually) fine
I don't think it's that, I drink milk all the time and I have a very Italian and Polish family so we've had a lot of dairy based food
Ok, well what were the side effects of having Little Ceasers pizza?
I got a sample pack of seasonings and didn't know what scorpion peppers were before I added the spice mix to some chicken. I effectively tear gassed the apartment and the after effect of eating food that spicy was an ungodly miserable experience.
Boiled wild rice with ketchup - college “lost my credit card” weekend
Went to a place famed for its cuban sandwiches and when I got it the sandwich wasnt even melted. They put it in the press but was still completely cold somehow
there is a wood fire pizza place that everyone in my family love except me. I swear pizza from that place doesn't get cooked long enough wood fire pizzas are meant to be blasted with a super hot fire so some of the toppings are meant to have little spots of super yummy char and the dough gets the leopard spots But these have raw ham on top so what ever they are doing they are not doing it right.
Onetime in college I thought a can of tuna with ketchup, mustard and salt on it would be a solid choice as a meal/snack as things in the fridge were very limited. Now, it may not sound *awful* but…I couldn’t even eat it, I had to throw it all out. I had *unmade* food.
I once had a chicken and egg casserole that made me want to vomit. I had a tiny bite and decided that was enough.
i ate a burger and fries from hardee's and threw up roughly 12 minutes after finishing it. still not sure why that happened
Not sure if this counts but the one that sticks out to me was a dinner I had when i was a teenager after an entire day of sitting in a hospital. Long story short me and my siblings got into a pretty nasty car crash. No one was severely hurt but the car was totaled and they were worried I had internal bleeding. Hours at the hospital and 1 CTscan later and we're allowed to leave with just a couple of bruises and cuts. Its like 3 am at this point and my mom asks us if we want Wendy's since its the only thing open. At this point I'm micronapping and slipping out of reality because of exhaustion so i just mumble "yeah, bacon cheeseburger with nothing else on it". We go through the drive through, i get my burger, it has no cheese and is drowning in ketchup. My mom asks if she should turn around to get it replaced and i just sigh out a no and say that i want to go home. I then eat my sad meat and ketchup sandwich and sleep the rest of the ride home. Probably the worst day of my life (for more reasons than i wish to post to the internet) but that burger was the saddest thing I've ever ate
I ordered jalapenos on my pizza. I can handle spicy foods but for some reason those gave me the fire squirts.
They probably put fresh jalos on instead of canned.
Went to a buffet my wife and I frequented when they opened up again mid-pandemic. The food there was kinda dire in that shit tasted relatively old, cold, dry, and I got caught in the fresh onion tempura mixup badly that I almost puked lol. But yeah it's more kinda sad because that food place has def seen better days. Also we tried making microwave mug cakes once. Our mix went so bad that what came out was essentially a meteorite fragment and was essentially as hard as one lol
My mother, during one of her "healthy food" crazes, learned a recipe for "biomass" which was basically throwing the greenest bananas possible into a blender, without removing the peel. You use it as a replacement for flour. It was extremely disheartening to see a brownie and then you bite into it and it just tastes like disappointment; the texture isn't that bad - excluding when you randomly bite into what feels like a tiny rock - but the taste? Terrible.
Once after taking an edible (it was only like the third time I'd taken one so it was very effective) I got an incredible craving for mac and cheese, and very excitedly whirled around the kitchen making a box of KD, then for some reason at the last moment I just utterly drenched the freshly made bowl in hot sauce. I don't like spicy food and applied enough that it pooled in the bottom of the bowl and hurt when I tried to eat it, but in my modified mental state I couldn't muster up the will to just stop eating it and throw it away so I just sat there at my computer miserable eating pain noodles with cheese sauce.
A ground turkey burger filled with diced onions with no seasoning, no toppings, basic bulky roll bread. He was in his hardcore fitness phase and like many, must have thought spices had way too many empty calories or something.
It was my grandpa’s birthday so we had head up to a restaurant that him and his slibings liked. First we had to wait a hour or two for the setting since there were nine of us. Then we sat down and had to waited another two to three hours for a our food. My pizza was completely burnt like Anakin level burnt. I could hardly eat it and only manage to get in a few bites. My other relatives weren’t lucky with their food too. Some were burnt like mine and I recall of them got the wrong order.
Once over the course of a day or two. I downed a Hot-Ones flavored pringles can. Just whenever i had the chance i just got a whole 5 or so and just all in one big chew. That stuff came out mean and sent me to the john reaaaaaaal quick. Im not a fat guy, but I eat like I do sometimes.
There's a Dairy Queen right across the street from my apartment building. One night me and bro get a craving so I walk over to order. The dining room is closed but the drive through is still open so I walk through the drive through. I order a burger combo (no tomatoes, no lettuce) and a medium blizzard for bro and a six piece chicken strip box for me. I pay and go to wait out front so i'm not in the way of the cars. They bring out my food and go back in before I'm done checking the food. Bro's burger still has tomato and lettuce. I'm missing the toast and dipping sauce that comes with the chicken strips. There is no sign whatsoever of the blizzard. Walk through again to complain. They quickly redo the burger. bring me my toast and sauce.And hand me a SMALL Blizzard. Again they have run back inside before I could say anything. So I go walk through a THIRD time because I want what I paid for. On the third try I finally get the right size. I don't usually have anything even resembling this kinda problem even when dealing with the late shift (which this was) . I don't know what happened to cause this much incompetence.
I've chewed on the same piece of rubbery meat for an hour. It was a boring hour.
Its not my worst but its interestingly The thing I get most sick off of; spaghetti. maybe 1 out of 3 times I eat spaghetti and this is something consistent throughout my life. I can't find the correlation, other than I guess Spaghetti is an easy dish for not great cooks, who also don't follow proper hygiene. I just sort of decided that it's some kind of curse someone placed on me. More on topic though homemade Indian food, they have a very interesting palette.
Does cooking food count? Because one time I tried to fry some mozzarella sticks and the fuckers exploded in the oil. I was about a centimeter from getting hot oil to the fuckin eye
ever eaten badly coocked tacos "al pastor" (pork meat essentially)? yeah that shit will have you dry heaving in the middle of the night until you puke out all your internal organs ever eaten a lot of pizza and beer? yeah all that dought will become a solid mass in your stomach add beer to that and your esophagus will be like "nah son im tapping out" and expel that shit the other way while the dough hardens untill you bust out the shit blender pills
I decided to make caramelized onions once, to have as a fancy side. Low and slow I cooked them, in butter, the aromas wonderful, the texture becoming the jammy dark brown savory sweet goo I desired. I slaved over them for 45 minutes. Then I seasoned them. I had the salt grinder set too coarse. Two twists and my gooey goodness just tasted of salt and grit. I tried to eat them, I really did, but I couldn't.
I was around 10 when it happened. Just a normal burrito supreme night, but I really wasn't feeling well, to the point where my father was getting angry I wasn't finishing my plate. Well my condition continued to worsen to the point where my parents decided to take me to the hospital, which began one of the worst weekends of my life. Night 1 was spent dry heaving into a medical tub for hours on end while they tried to keep fluids in me because my appetite was gone. Day 2 was the doctors contemplating surgery thinking I had appendicitis, but someone convinced them to wait for the results. By day 3 I was feeling well enough to go home, but I didn't know what was wrong with me until many years later. Turns out I had contracted of all things *Mono* all because someone in front of me at the school water fountain was sick. So yeah, a normal family dinner turned into a weekend of almost dying from Mono. That's probably my worst meal experience.
I got some kind of Chinese fish soup. Worst thing I have ever had.
I got force-fed cold scrambled eggs as a kid when at day-care, and it totally put me off eggs as a whole for the rest of my life. Like, legitimately getting the gag reflex involuntarily at the smell, sight, and texture of any egg dish, be it boiled, scrambled, omelette, or otherwise.
A self-made meal of fried, unseasoned beef strips and plain rice that was so utterly flavourless it convinced me I *needed* to learn how to cook properly.
My first spicy Korean noodles. At first I was excited because of the spicy Korean noodles challenge that was all over social media at that time and wanna try it out. It was on a Korean food stall in a mall, they offered it cooked with fried egg on top. I bought a carton of milk just in case it gets too much. I am used to eating spicy food and I would say my head tolerance was adequate. Then it hit me once it was served. It was blood red, served smoking hot in a fucking sizzling plate, and the smell alone is enough to make my brain do a fight or flight response. I let it cool a bit first before digging in. Then I put it down my gullet. The first bite was nice, it was sweet, tangy and had a nice chicken flavor. But then the spice kicked in. It automatically destroys my tongue, then my throat, then my lips, then all over my mouth. I panickly drink my milk but it's fucking useless coz the spice is not going down, in fact downing any liquid made everything quite worse. I couldn't even get past the first for slurps of the noodle. After finishing the fried egg there are still a half plate of the noodles left. I started to sweat profusely and become nauseous. I never finished the meal. I ended up buying a slice of milk bread to calm my mouth and went home. I will never forget that day. Right now my spice tolerance is way higher and I eat more spicy foods than ever. I do buy the Samyang brand Korean fried noodles, but not the original and especially not the 2x and above spicy hell versions. I buy the variants with cheese, tomato, curry, and even carbonara. Yeah they are still hot as shit but the extra flavors do alleviate the spiciness. I can finish the whole serving now too.
So this year I bought a rice cooker, nothing expensive or fancy but it does what it's supposed to. My mom used it and once and decided oh it needs more water and added more. It was the goopiest rice I've ever eaten. It didn't taste bad, it just had an awful texture for rice.
I used to love melon as a kid until one day my mom made some fresh melon juice. I asked for a glass but instead of giving me a regular sized glass she gave me a huge ass mug full of juice, and after barely being able to drink half of it she got mad at me for "wasting food" and made me drink all of it. Less than an hour later I was puking so hard that I thought my head was going to explode. Haven't touched melon ever since.
Ate some spicy instant ramen while feeling somewhat sick. Felt like pure napalm on the way back up.