Friday OT #2 - Avoid the Masses

Yes, my mom does the strawberries. I imagine we are talking about the exact same dish. It's just not for me. No particular reason why. I'm an oddball that way, I guess, because there's never any leftovers. I don't think I've had any in at least a decade, yet my mom always gleefully announces that she made it for me.

Back in the day, though I used to inhale it. Maybe I'm making caloric trades subconsciously.

I think one dangerous thing about it is it is easy to fool yourself into thinking it's not very calorie-heavy, since you specifically see the jello (which is generally low-cal).

That sounds like such an odd combo of food. I probably won't touch it.

I am not a big fan of foods touching, but it's magical.
 
I generally like most holiday food. Most of the hate I'm seeing is because of how it's prepared.

Lumpy mashed potatoes have always grossed me out. When I was a child I would literally gag if I encountered a lump in my mashed potatoes. To this day Mashed is my least favorite method of preparing potatoes. I make, when I'm in charge, a parsleyed potato. Which is parboiled potatoes then baked coated on a cookie sheet with a combination of butter, olive oil, seasoning,

Too many people make the green bean casserole too soupy. You don't use nearly the amount of milk called for on the recipe.

Pumpkin pie is the least desirable of the pies. But if that's all there is I'll do one slice if an equal volume of whipped cream is applied.

Never heard of this jello with pretzels? Sounds like a chili and cinnamon roll or Trick or treating with a joke telling Central Iowa thing.
 
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My grandmother makes the weirdest, ever-changing jello dessert when I visit. I swear to god: she makes jello and just throws whatever is in the fridge or around the counter for produce about to go bad (or already bad) into it. Most recently, I had to suck down green Jello that had old bananas and expired cottage cheese. Absolutely. Freakin’. Terrible.

The hell of it is, I could have avoided this for years because several years ago when she started this culinary assault, she fixed up something similar the monstrosity described above with jello and random, near death items. I lied to her (Cmon, it’s my grandma and I’m not a d*ck) and said “grandma this is sooo good”. And OF COURSE she was like “well I am so happy you like it!!! I will try to make it every time I see you!!! You’re own special treat”.

F.M.L

Now, sure as sh*t, whenever I go there, there’s another version damn desert (“Jello of Death”) and she’s all excited for me to eat it and I don’t have the stomach (or heart, rather) to tell her it’s awful.
You're a good man for not breaking your grandma's heart because that sounds terrible. My grandma always used orange jello with fresh fruit. Cottage cheese in jello, that's just unnatural.

I never liked the sweet potatoes with marshmallows and lutefisk when growing up. Lutefisk isn't the worst thing to eat, it just slides right down but the smell gets you. My grandpa would always say that eating it would put hair on my chest.

I can't believe all the hate for green bean casserole and pumpkin pie though. Reading through this thread made me laugh and also very hungry.
 
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My grandmother makes the weirdest, ever-changing jello dessert when I visit. I swear to god: she makes jello and just throws whatever is in the fridge or around the counter for produce about to go bad (or already bad) into it. Most recently, I had to suck down green Jello that had old bananas and expired cottage cheese. Absolutely. Freakin’. Terrible.

The hell of it is, I could have avoided this for years because several years ago when she started this culinary assault, she fixed up something similar the monstrosity described above with jello and random, near death items. I lied to her (Cmon, it’s my grandma and I’m not a d*ck) and said “grandma this is sooo good”. And OF COURSE she was like “well I am so happy you like it!!! I will try to make it every time I see you!!! You’re own special treat”.

F.M.L

Now, sure as sh*t, whenever I go there, there’s another version damn desert (“Jello of Death”) and she’s all excited for me to eat it and I don’t have the stomach (or heart, rather) to tell her it’s awful.

Is it possible that your grandma is just kinda laughing in the background going, I can’t believe he’s eating that crap?

A small out for you, say it was fine, but still hasn’t topped the third one (or a random number). If she asks what was in it say you remember (now say things you can choke down).
 
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Is it possible that your grandma is just kinda laughing in the background going, I can’t believe he’s eating that crap?

A small out for you, say it was fine, but still hasn’t topped the third one (or a random number). If she asks what was in it say you remember (now say things you can choke down).
She’s like 92. There’s no way she’s got that kind of moxie. If anything she probably thinks she making it the same way every time and has no idea the concoction from hell is completely different each time.
 
She’s like 92. There’s no way she’s got that kind of moxie. If anything she probably thinks she making it the same way every time and has no idea the concoction from hell is completely different each time.
My mom was 88 when she passed and she would have done that.
 

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