Terrible foodBack when I was a student, we had a "clear out the fridge" party. Everyone brought what they had left and the idea was to make a big meal out of it.
The stew/casserole/whatever was going surprisingly well until someone added the tin of mackerel in tomato sauce they'd been hoarding all year.
What's the worst thing you've ever cooked or eaten? Who's the worst cook you've encountered?
[and yes, we've asked this before, but way, way back before we had the fancy QOTW pages]
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chthonic, Thu 17 May 2007, 10:23)
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Garage GrazingMany moons ago, I got a contract working in Aberdeen for a certain petroleum company of the british variety.
Having done all the interviews by phone, I hadn't had the chance to go up there to see it and had to arrange all my lodgings etc by the net and telephone. All I had was the address where I'd be working to go on, so when ringing round my main concern was to get a bed near the office (being a tree-hugging, vegetarian, non-driving southern ponce it needed to be within walking distance).
Anyhow, to cut a long story short, when I got up there I found out that the place I was staying was about 10 miles outside of Aberdeen and the office was a further five miles away.
Not really a problem, thinks me, I don't mind the countryside and I love walking.
Food not being available at the lodgings, I decided to keep my eye out for things like shops, take aways....
Turns out the only shop between my bed and the office (and in a five mile radius of both points) was a garage on an industrial estate. Great for tabs and motor oil, bad for the selection of foodstuffs. Basically the only thing they had on offer were the cheapest and most disgusting pre-packaged sandwichs known to mankind.
I'm not keen on cheap food on the best of days, so I knew it would be hard work surviving on these.
After spending the first evening crying onto a soggy egg mayonaise 'sub' (why do they call them 'subs' in the uk these days? whats wrong with the word 'baguette' or even 'roll'?) I resolved to either find a pizza delivery or find somewhere else to live.
The former wasn't an option (pikey fecking backwater) so I had to move.
It took three months and the whole time I was there, the only thing I had to live on was fuckin garage sandwichs.
I still can't look at pre-packaged sandwichs and almost throw a fit if someone tries to put mayo on anything I eat (why oh why do pre-packaged sarnies all have mayo in them but hardly ever butter? Butter is an integral part of a sarnie. Mayo is savoury blamange without any balls).
Thanks for that, I feel a little better now...
(, Tue 22 May 2007, 0:14, Reply)
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