What is a dish whose component parts you all like individually, but put together as a dish you think is nasty?
What is a dish whose component parts you all like individually, but put together as a dish you think is nasty?
A number of years ago when cupcake shops were opening everywhere, there was this one called Mancakes that did "manly" cupcakes (think bacon and alcohol). I finally broke down one day and decided to try one. I went with the "Buffalo wings" cupcake which turned out to be what I guess was Frank's Red Hot flavoured cake, topped with icing and some sort of crispy sprinkles (chicken skin?), and stuffed with (to my gagging surprise) blue cheese icing.
I love hot wings, I love blue cheese dip, and cupcakes are just fine.
But a buffalo wing cupcake has to be the nastiest concoction to be called a cupcake that I've ever tasted.
Growing up my mother would occasionally make a dish my father enjoyed that she called “Depression Dinner”. It was mashed potatoes covered in fried ground beef with beef gravy poured on top of it.
I like mashed potatoes. I like using ground beef in a variety of dishes. And who can say anything bad about gravy? But mix those three together — ugh, no thanks. It was like baby food for adults. There was a reason why my brother and I took to calling it Depressing Dinner growing up.
French fries sometimes go in kebabs and stuff around here. When they're on the side, that is awesome. When they're just drenched in the sauce so you get a soggy pile of greasy potato, it is disgusting.
Oh, and fruity beers suck: not just "notes of blahblahblah in my hipster IPA" which can be good, but "we literally put fruit juice in this stuff" which... can't. I like beer, I like fruit. They do not, however, need to mix on my account.
Sorta related: coriander (cilantro) is fine in moderation and I'm a sucker for a baguette. Once had a banh mi that had a fucking bushel of the stuff, tasted like being dragged through miles of dense shrubbery after someone yanked you out of the shower mid-shampooing. Also burning.
Cookout pasta salad. I like pasta, mayo, corn, tomatoes, cucumber, olives, onions, whatever else goes in normally, but pasta salad is just so disappointing.
I am the opposite about a Reuben- I’m not especially a fan of pastrami, sauerkraut, Swiss cheese, or thousand island dressing, but fuck if it’s not incredible together.
Mint chocolate. Hate that stuff, but I don't mind mint or chocolate.
Mostly not picky anymore but oh how I hate raisins or grapes in curry or any savory dish. Yuck, yuck, yuck. Really picky about fruit in anything, apple in mulligatawny and in chicken salad eew.
But the Mexican fruit salad that has mango, pineapple, jicama, orange and ONION and crumbled cheese? I love it and nobody else in my household does.
Garbage plates, holy crap. For those of you who don't know, a garbage plate refers to a famous "cuisine" in Upstate New York, comprising of random picnic ingredients thrown together like a salad and is understandably the butt of many jokes because it is to cuisine what the back-scratching-hair-combing-nose-picking-ukulele-tuner is to inventions. On top of that, every restaurant has its own take on it that varies the recipe, so you will never know exactly how it is unless you've already touched that particular restaurant. The one time where I'd prefer each set to be sold separately (and batteries to not be included, gawd).
Let me confess that I didn't actually eat this, so maybe it actually whipped ass. Once a friend ran for donuts and I asked them to pick something up for me. They came back with a donut with maple icing and bacon bits sprinkled on top.
The sight and smell were so upsetting to me that I shoved it in my purse when no one was looking and never got around to trying it.
My mother's coworker's child made a bacon bundt cake, and specifically sent a piece for her.
I agreed to eat it with my mother out of solidarity.
Honestly, she's like, 9 or something, and did a great job of it. Kinda had a bacon pancake going, didn't have many tunnels or anything. Would be a great dessert for a barbecue, that kinda thing.
But no one in my immediate family is that into bacon, let alone being combined with sweets.
Non native english speaker here, not trying to have an argument but to learn.
Is it correct to use "whose" in this context?I kinda thought "whose" was meant to refer to a person and not an object, but really I don't know.
Though I'd use something like "of which" or whatever else instead.(Or just do what I do and rephrase it so you don't need to bother with this syntax to begin with.)
"What is a dish where each individual component you like, but when combined together become a dish you think is nasty?"I love chocolate and licorice but there's those licorice balls with chocolate coating which I just find to be an unpleasant and weird combination.
Sauerkraut milkshake
Jambalaya. I love all the individual ingredients, but put together as Jambalaya makes me wanna hurl.
I’m down with carbon, oxygen, phosphorous, and all these other nice elements, but you mix them together in just the right way and you get my ex girlfriend.
Toothpaste Sandwich
Chicken Parmesan for sure. or a chicken sandwich with cheese on it. BLECH!
Cheerios and Bugles (each separately). Nothing in either item should make them smell like death. But every flavor of either I've encountered always has. They're not even the same kind of grain.
I'll eat most ingredients in a wide variety of contexts. It's pretty rare that I'll find something that I don't like, and can't eventually find a way to like.
I'm not expecting them to be amazing, but them being substantially worse than bland and boring is still a surprise.
Loaded potatoes. Most times they just look like shit.
MAYONAISE