I cook, sometimes well, sometimes not so well. I'm not scared to try at least and have braved some questionable tastes...
Apple slices with medium salsa--tastes like genuine vomit
spaghetti with caramel sauce--sounds good, tastes putrid
deep fried battered oreos--tastes like a warm brownie/wonderful!
and tonight, drum roll please...
sweet pickled broccoli...nasty.
I have some sort of masochistic streak in me about trying different and mostly stupid things. I view nothing ventured, nothing gained, or that what does not kill me makes me stronger (Nietzsche).
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Or that what does not kill me, could possibly make me violently ill! LOL! That doesn’t even sound like it would taste good. The Oreos yes, sweet pickled broccoli, uh hell no! LOL!
Well, I had some dilled broccoli earlier that day and it was really really good. Unfortunately, I didn't have any dill and just had some sweet pickle spices and the rest is a gastronomical nightmare.
Dilled, pickled, and dill pickle all different things. LOL
Sadly, I learned that the hard way (and then there's the state of being pickled to which I have experienced a time or two, or three):)
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