The worst meal I ever had was...

Liver... I actually throw up a little when I try to eat it. I do not care what you put on it, or how you cook it. I cannot get past the taste.

My worst meal experience though was burger king, I was 16 and my brother and I wanted burger king so we begged my mother for some money to get a few Whopper Juniors. I ate one and a half of the two I bought and gave the other half to my mother. My brother started getting sick in the car, by the time we got home was sweating, and ran for the bathroom. I thought it was funny, I went for a ride on my horse and by the time I got back from my hour usual ride my stomach felt like someone hit it with a hammer. I ran for the bathroom, and couldn't stop running for the next 24 hours. My mother was sick about 1 hour after me, obviously it went by amount eaten and metabolism. It's pretty obvious we had food poisoning. It was awful. I didn't eat at Burger King for 12 years, I even work behind a Burger King at the fascility I am currently with and until recently I couldn't brave it. Of course that Burger King was the same one I had gotten food poisoning from.

I am over it now. But it was awful.

anything with the words "Lean Cuisine" on it

deep fried cockroaches and water beetles...apparently its common snack fare in thailand, and being a foolish tourist I decided to be adventurous.

I'll never get over the feeling of little insect legs on my tongue. Gag.

Burger King "ketchup and fries" chips are definitely up there.

One of the very worst:

I don’t even know full well what was in it (might be better that way) – but it was something my former mother in law made from time to time –

She called it Bugs Bunny (I have NO idea why, and I certainly can’t find it online – you would expect that to be a carrot or vegetable dish – but alas no…)… it was some kind of baked pasta dish that featured about 6 pounds of pasta shells, probably 10 types of CHEAP cheese (knowing her, Velveeta was probably in it) and of course a gallon of pasta sauce. It was baked in a big flat casserole dish. Might have had ground chuck in it too, not sure.

It was the greasiest, heaviest most disgusting cinder block of food I’ve ever seen. The first time I took some assuming it might be a good pasta dish (it looked ok at first – VERY FIRST – glance) and I didn’t like it, but still ate it to be polite. The next time, I was grateful that she had made some other, less-gross choices as well at the pastapalooza, and I ate those instead.

When I was in basic training they gave me an MRE that was called the Omelet with ham. I say that is what it was called because I swear the thing must have been expired. The thing that was in that package was nothing close to an omelet with ham. It was some sort of disgusting thing that was not understood by science yet.

I told my drill sergeant that my MRE was expired and I needed another one. I will never forget the uplifting words of advise he gave me that day. he said

"Listen here you sorry sack of communist trash I don't care if your MRE is expired you are going to eat it or I'll cram it up your *kitten* and make you march around the camp on your hands. With any luck your MRE will kill you and I'll have one less monkey turd to polish up and send back home his mommy."

I walked back over to the log I was sitting on and ate that thing. I think the omelet did try to kill be fortunately my body was smart enough to vomit up the omelet on the ruck march home after which I felt much better. Since I was in basic training and forced to eat an expired medical experiment gone wrong all the while have drill sergeants telling me how wonderful I was in their own special way I am going to call that my worst meal ever.

Two meals are stuck in my brain.

My Mum's curried sausages. Cheap nasty pork sausages, boiled so the fat comes out and the casing melts and creates a slimy sticky goo that has the consistency of snot (sorry), which is then flavoured with horrible chemical tasting 'Indian curry' powder that is not only a bright yellow/green shade (more snot similarity) but also adds a gritty texture. Truly revolting. Ate it a lot in my childhood - had one of those parents who made you stay at the table until you had eaten all your dinner so it was either a huge glass of water and choke it down, or a very late night . Believe me, eating cold curried sausages until midnight is no fun....

Oher one was in Turkey at a group lunch at the end of a bus tour during which the food at been routinely pretty bad. This was the pinnacle of the trip. . A huge pale grey/white lump of oily, boiled to death chicken, , skin still on plus a few feather stumps sticking out, that looked like a peice of human flesh. Accompanied by greasy boiled potates drowned in what tasted like engine oil and a pile of hard little not properly cooked frozen peas. I threw a big strop, as did quite a few others, and went over the road to a shop to buy crisps, chocolate bars and cakes instead. The joys of travelling.

I once had this weird Dutch salted candy thing. It tasted like watching Two and a Half Men feels

LOL! Dropies is what they're called. Heavily salted liquorice. You have to be Dutch to like them. I'm half Dutch and never really took to them myself. Personally, I think the main ingredients are tire rubber and road salt.

The worst meal I didn't have was a boyfriend's version of mac cheese.

Buy quick cook macaroni. The three minute kind. Then boil an entire packet it for twenty minutes until it resembles a pan of melted baby jellyfish. Add tomato soup. Then, stir in a pound and a half of the nastiest cheddar imitation I've ever encountered, the sort of geese that slides out of the packet on a slick of its own grease.

Slop this radioactively coloured filth onto the largest plate you can find. Until it is overflowing.

Then grate more cheese on the top. Because, you know, there's only a little bit inside.


Then wait five minutes for it to 'cool down so you can eat it quicker', at which point it is getting cold and the cheese is starting to congeal. Just like it's going to do around your heart.

Now you call your significant other for this wonderful, romantic meal.

And get upset when she tries one forkful and nearly barfs over the floor (as you've not bothered laying the table, this is to be shovelled down whilst sitting on the floor watching television.)



Ugh.


And to make matters worse, he put my plate in the fridge and reheated it later.


I have idiot exes.

And the 'spaghetti' my then boyfriend made me which consisted of 2 minute noodles topped with ketchup and plastic cheese singles.

Please tell me you never let him in the kitchen again?

Conch with a side of macaroni and cheese from a box. I was on a tiny island and had no other options than to eat what was put in front of me.

Conch with a side of macaroni and cheese from a box. I was on a tiny island and had no other options than to eat what was put in front of me.

Cooked right, conch is absolutely delicious (assuming that this wasn't cooked right--you may just not have a taste for it.) But I'm from Florida, so maybe it's my nostalgia talking, haha.

Fish tacos....(I made terrible fish tacos)
I also had a fish fajita platter at a diner, it tasted funny took 3 bites got food posioning for 4 days from 3 bites of food. The place closed down 2 weeks later.

Yeah...ordering fish at a diner = not a good idea. Sorry to read about your food poisoning, ugh!

Two meals are stuck in my brain.

My Mum's curried sausages. Cheap nasty pork sausages, boiled so the fat comes out and the casing melts and creates a slimy sticky goo that has the consistency of snot (sorry), which is then flavoured with horrible chemical tasting 'Indian curry' powder that is not only a bright yellow/green shade (more snot similarity) but also adds a gritty texture. Truly revolting. Ate it a lot in my childhood - had one of those parents who made you stay at the table until you had eaten all your dinner so it was either a huge glass of water and choke it down, or a very late night . Believe me, eating cold curried sausages until midnight is no fun....

Oher one was in Turkey at a group lunch at the end of a bus tour during which the food at been routinely pretty bad. This was the pinnacle of the trip. . A huge pale grey/white lump of oily, boiled to death chicken, , skin still on plus a few feather stumps sticking out, that looked like a peice of human flesh. Accompanied by greasy boiled potates drowned in what tasted like engine oil and a pile of hard little not properly cooked frozen peas. I threw a big strop, as did quite a few others, and went over the road to a shop to buy crisps, chocolate bars and cakes instead. The joys of travelling.

Man do I remember my late nights spent at the kitchen table... Told my aunt once that I was NOT going to eat brussel sprouts because they were nasty. My punishment? Sitting at the kitchen table for hours trying to get them down. I'd never tried them but I did that night and they were nasty. Even worse when you tried to wash them down with super sweet tea. Ick!

We went to France for the day and got lost most of the time, drove around endlessly. Didn't eat all day.

Got on the ferry on the way home and went to the cafe on there, the food was disgusting, I don't even remember what it was supposed to be. It looked like vomit, I tried it but I couldn't eat it.

*shuddering* at the memory.

Wow. Some of these are agonizingly horrifying.

The worst meal I've ever had was actually in Cambodia, in a floating restaurant in the middle of Tonle Sap Lake. The menu wasn't very detailed (and only in Khmer, so I didn't understand most of it) but I ordered something that from what I could tell was called "Chicken and Vegetable dish". It was... possibly chicken? But I don't know of any chicken that has parts that look like what I was served. One ...object was, from all appearances, part of the esophagus. Not exactly appealing.