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.
The bakers were so preoccupied with whether or not they could, they didn’t stop to think if they should.
That’s the greatest thing I’ve ever heard that I absolutely wouldn’t try.
Thank you for experiencing this so the rest of us don’t have to.
A number of years ago when cupcake shops were opening everywhere
Starts off in a universe completely separate from my own, and keeps veering further.
Do want.
Edit: but it needs some form of hot pepper.
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.
Doesn’t sound that far from Shepard’s Pie though, a tasty dish beloved by zillions.
Oh certainly changing the presentation, texture, and separation of the ingredients can make a big difference in a dish! I’d say the difference between “depression dinner” and Shepard’s pie is like the difference between cake batter and cake — they’re both made up of the exact same stuff, but one is a gloopy mess you’d probably not want to eat a whole bowl of, and the other is delicious cake you’ll want a second serving of.
I hear ya, altho at the same time your DD as is doesn’t sound that bad to me.
Of course, I’d want to drain the hell out of that ground beef and cook it with some chili mix, too. Without some simple steps like that I could indeed see how it might taste more like oily Gerbers.
To be clear — Mom’s “Depression Dinner” was in fact just greasy fried ground beef poured over mashed potatoes. No spices. I don’t even think she used any salt or pepper. Oily Gerbers would be a perfectly apt description!
Similar to beef mince, onions, gravy and mash for me. My da loves it but I found the combo depressing despite the fact I used to eat mash out of the pot with a spoon. And yes I’m Irish.
Potatoes and hamburger gravy, yep that’s a thing
Chocolate and yoghurt. Chocolate flavoured yoghurt taste gross.
I once found a Cafe Latte flavoured yoghurt. I thought it would be amazing. Tasted it and immediately regretted it. It tasted just absolutely awful, I can’t even describe it.
Yeah that sounds like sour coffee
Stracciatella cream yoghurt?
Cottage cheese and fruit. I just can’t do the cottage cheese saltiness and texture with the sugary flavor and chunkiness of pineapple.
Bet you don’t like Hawaiian pizza then.
Pineapple rings on ham is, however, another story!
Have you tried it with peaches or pears instead of pineapple? Fruit halves work better than small pieces IMO.
It’s definitely very texturally special, so I don’t blame people for not liking it, lol.
How bout something like onion jam and cheese?
Really unpopular opinion, peanut butter and jelly. I do not like them together nor do I even like peanut butter with added sugar.
I like peanut butter with sugar, but it’s candy in my mind. Peanut butter and jelly sandwich is just a dessert sandwich.
It’s considered healthy here
I hate all peanut products. I’m not allergic, either. Whenever my wife has peanut butter, I stay in another room and open the window. For some reason it’s absolutely revolting.
Yeah peanut butter is best as a savory salty dish
That weird jell-o gelatin / cool whip combo they serve at cafeterias.
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).
I once tried sardine ice cream. I love sardines and I love ice cream. The only place I want them to mix is AFTER they are in my stomach.
Wtf that sounds awful. You sure nobody was playing a joke on you?
No joke.
Ow shit no, I can smell it from here. Ugh, I’m so sorry
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.
Wait til you hear about the pineapple and cheese dish that is soooo delish
I’m your evil twin in regard to raisins. I like them in savory dishes and salads, but can’t stand them in desserts and baked goods.
That’s how I feel about peanuts. Boiled peanuts, peanut noodle, Kung Pao, all good. Peanut butter cookies? Eeeeew.
Anything “salad” where the salad includes tuna, mayo, or egg. I can’t handle it. I don’t know why. Egg salad. Tuna salad. 🤢
I like salad. I like eggs. I like tuna somewhat. I like mayo somewhat. But any of those weird combinations make me sick.
I don’t do turkey and cranberry sauce, porkchop with applesauce, paté with jam/chutneys… something about meat and fruit sauce. Well but I don’t like chicken and waffles either. Oh, and bacon donuts!
Sounds like you’re not a fan of sweet/salty or savoury combos. How do you feel about pineapple on pizza?
Italian Poutine.
Actual poutine is great.
Spaghetti sauce is great.
But a Poutine where you replace the gravy with spaghetti sauce, no.First generation montrealer here of Italian descent: that sauce is a bastardized Greek meat sauce, there is nothing remotely spaghetti or Italian about it.
I actually love Italian poutine for what it is, but I would never put that sauce on spaghetti or call a sauce that routinely contains cinnamon and oregano an Italian sauce.
Agreed, my comment would be said with the words “Italian” and “spaghetti” in airquotes.
Never seen one with cinnamon, then again I just don’t order those.
I’ll have to check with my gf who does.Bro. Bro.
Belle province, all dressed steamies and an “Italian” Poutine. My god.
Sure as fuck ain’t Italian or a good meat sauce but as a combo that shit slaps.
Fuck yes! Michigan hotdogs covered in chopped onions and cayenne too.
Oh so it’s Cincinnati spaghetti chili?
Haha from what I’ve heard it’s exactly that.
I don’t eat meat anymore but I’m from Cincy and do occasionally crave a 5 way, hell even a 4 or 3 way (yes seriously that’s what our iconic company for this dish calls its dishes, skyline knows what they’re doing). My wife would fucking love this as a poutine as it sounds like it’s just a 3 way with fries instead of spaghetti.
Usually it’s fries, curds, fries, curds, sauce. Cheapo places won’t double up the curds but the good places definitely do. If that’s what you have in mind you guys should roll by Montreal.
I had to look up what poutine was, and I can assure you that we don’t have anything like that in Italy
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.
Maple doughnuts with bacon bits are FANTASTIC! I was leery at first, but they truly rock.
I might just have a weird aversion to meat and sweets, because I also mentioned thinking jelly on a sausage biscuit was gross once, and no one agreed.
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’m not a native English speaker either but I’ve spoken English from a young age. “Whose” is used to denote belonging, not necessarily personhood, which can be confusing as “who” does denote personhood. There isn’t really a “whose” equivalent for objects so it’s used for any noun which another noun belongs to.
Yeah, you shouldn’t use who’s for objects, as in the one “who is” doing something; that should be “that’s” or "which is. But for possession like this case “that’s” doesn’t work at all. “Of which” or “for which” might work in this sentence, but I don’t think any native speaker would be confused by whose here
In this context, “whose” works fine, on the basis that almost no other options work at all outside of completely rewriting the question.
I personally would just switch it out for “with” instead; it does slightly reframe the phrase but doesn’t change the question itself.
outside of completely rewriting the question.
Doesn’t require much rewriting tbh
“the component parts of which”
that’s fair!
“Whose” should probably be “thats”. But a native English speaker will occasionally personify things and so the meaning would be the same, but you are correct.
A lot of what Midwesterners consider “salad”.
I think they got it from us Germans. Basically throw whatever into a bowl with Mayonnaise, boom, salad.
You’ll pry my Caesar salad from my cold dead hands! My Kartoffelsalat is similarly cherished. You can take the miracle whip salads.
