odd or different food you've eaten?

Ahh the wonders of Lutefisk, and believe it or not my Grandma Nora's was much better than the dish lamented in this little ditty. I liked her's for some reason, it was flakey and not the consitency of "white jello". To be read with the cadence of 'Twas the Night Before Christmas in mind.

LUTEFISK LAMENT

by Charlie Boone & Roger Erickson

'Twas the night before Christmas with things all a bustle
As Mama got set for the Christmas Eve tussle.
Aunts, uncles and cousins would soon be arriving
With stomachs all ready for Christmas Eve dining.

While I sat alone with a feeling of dread,
As visions of lutefisk danced in my head.
The thought of the smell made my eyeballs start burning.
The thought of the taste set my stomach to churning.

For I'm one of those who good Norsemen rebuff:
A Scandahoovian boy who can't stand the stuff.
Each year, however, I played at the game
to spare mama and papa the undying shame.

I must bear up bravely, I can't take the risk
of relatives knowing I hate lutefisk.
I know they would spurn me, my presents withhold,
if the unthinkable, unspeakable truth they were told.

Then out in the yard I heard such a clatter,
I jumped up to see what was the matter.
There in the snow, all in a jumble,
three of my uncles had taken a tumble.

My aunts, as usual, gave them "what for",
and soon they were up and through the door.
Then with talk, and more cheer, an hour was passed
as Mama finished the Christmas repast.

From out in the kitchen an odor came stealing,
that fairly set my senses to reeling.
The smell of lutefisk creeped down the hall
and wilted a plant in a pot on the wall.

The others reacted as though they were smitten,
while the aroma laid low my small helpless kitten.
Uncles Oscar and Lars said, "Oh, that smells yummy,"
and Kermit's eyes glittered while he patted his tummy.

The scent skipped off the ceiling and bounced off the door,
and the bird in the cuckoo clock fell on the floor.
Mama announced dinner by ringing a bell.
They pushed to the table with a yump and a yell.

I lifted my eyes to heaven and sighed,
and a rose on the wallpaper withered and died.
With wooden legs I found my chair
and sat in silence with an unseeing stare.

Most of the food was already in place;
there remained only to fill the lutefisks space.
Then Mama came proudly with a bowl on a trivet.
You would have thought the crown jewels were in it.

She placed it carefully down and took her seat,
and Papa said Grace before we could eat.
It seemed to me, with my whirling head,
the shortest prayer he ever had said.

Then Mama lifted the cover on the steaming dish,
and I was face to face with the quivering fish.
"Me first," I heard Uncle Kermit call,
while I watched the paint peel off the wall.

The plates were passed for Papa to fill.
I waited in agony between fever and chill.
He would dip in the spoon and hold it up high.
As it oozed on the plates, I thought I would die.

Then came my plate, and to my feverish brain
there seemed enough lutefisk to derail a train.
It looked like a mountain of congealing glue:
oddly transparent, yet discolored, the hue.

With butter and cream sauce I tried to conceal it;
I salted and peppered, but the smell still revealed it.
I drummed up my courage, I tried to be bold.
Mama reminds me, "Eat, before it gets cold."

I decided to face it, "Uff da," I sighed.
"Uff da, indeed," my stomach replied.
Then I summoned that resolve for which every breed is known.
My hand took the fork as with a mind of its own.

And with reckless abandon that lutefisk I ate,
within twenty seconds I'd cleaned my plate.
Uncle Kermit flashed me an ear-to-ear grin,
as butter and cream sauce dripped from his chin.

Then to my great shock, he whispered in my ear:
"I'm sure glad this is over for another year!"

It was then I learned a great and wonderful truth,
that Swedes and Norwegians, from old men to youth,
must each pay their dues to have the great joy
of being known as a good Scandahoovian boy.

And so to you all, as you face the great test:
Happy Christmas to you, and to you all the best

 

Compare your choices to these:

10 More Utterly Disgusting Foods - Listverse

Cazu Marzu a cheese so disgusting it's illegal?!!

 

Biak...how much experience is involved in "minor gun repair" as I have a question that I need answered. I have a gun guy, but he's out of town until mid-April....damn these Michigan winters. I have a shotgun question.

 

Sounds like lutefish and German potato salad would make for a raunchy meal. To top it off would be to drink apple cider vinegar. Oooooooh. I'm gonna hurl now....

 

Speaking iof wierd and unusual """"""foods"""""" eaten, have any of you ever eaten a Chicken McNugget from McDonalds? Well, one might think that the food is really only two main engridients? but thats not the case? I read on the MSN or Yahoo site that these have from 20 t- 34 more ingrediants added to their makeup-the McNs have I think 20 "'extras"' added to them. I was actually thinking of ordering some next time I was at a McDs but-no thanks-im passing on that idea and will stick weith the idea of dining at a real place that serves real food--Johnny Carinos. They have an affordable lunch special of all you can eat soup de jour and salad.

 

The above eatery sounds like a great place to go to. The only places ive been to here in A-town and all are excellent are: Johnny Carinos, Chuys and Red Robin. I plan on trying as many other places as i can go to before moving from Austin-whateverexactdatethatwillbe?

 

Here in Billings there is a great place that you wouldn’t expect to find, it too is a Restaurant/Hotel place, the Dude Rancher.

The reason I found it so "nice" is that it is a right across a parking lot walk from the Parmly Library where I spent a great deal of time over the years. Go in there for lunch or dinner before going home. Super soup choices, great omelets all day long, and their steaks are out of this world.

Goto:

Dude Rancher Lodge - A Billings Montana (MT) Hotel in Downtown Billings

click on the Restaurant section and then look at the menu for each meal to get an idea of what I mean. That said the best chicken fried steak in this town is served up at a place called the Muzzleloader Cafe, their line is "bigger than the plate", and they are not liars.

 

I have been eating chicken McNuggets for years. No matter what goes in them, to me they tasted great along with hot mustard sauce.

 

Since "chicken" is listed first in the ingredient group, that (by FDA law) has to be the major ingredient in the famous (or infamous) Chicken McNugget. At least over 50% of a McNugget is chicken meat. It doesn’t have to contain more but it cannot contain less. The other ingredients which contain or are derived from the chickens do NOT count in the "over 50% requirement" as they are processed before they are added. Here is the list in decending order of %:

Chicken (meat), water, salt, modified corn starch, sodium phosphates, chicken broth powder (chicken broth), salt, and natural flavoring (chicken source), seasoning (vegetable oil, extracts of rosemary, mono, di- and triglycerides, lecithin).

Battered and breaded with water, enriched bleached wheat flour (niacin, iron, thiamine mononitrate, riboflavin, folic acid), yellow corn flour, bleached wheat flour, modified corn starch, salt, leavening (baking soda, sodium acid pyrophosphate, sodium aluminum phosphate, monocalcium phosphate, calcium lactate), spices, wheat starch, dried whey, corn starch. Batter set in vegetable shortening.

Cooked in partially hydrogenated vegetable oils, (may contain partially hydrogenated soybean oil and/or partially hydrogenated corn oil and/or partially hydrogenated canola oil and/or cottonseed oil and/or sunflower oil and/or corn oil). TBHQ and citric acid added to help preserve freshness. Dimethylpolysiloxane added as an anti-foaming agent.

See:

Fast Food Facts - McDonalds Ingredients List

The last one (Dimethylpolysiloxane) sounds "nasty", but it is added to the oil to control foaming, as such not "in" the nugget itself and is probably of little import as to the end product.

Now if you want to consider something besides "hot dogs" as "what is in there", check out the rules on "fish sticks". They are only required to be 60% fish flesh (of any species) by weight, and the rest can be made up of soybean filler and "other". And there are sections dealing with "rodent dropping, hair, and bug parts by % allowed. That does NOT include the "breading/batter" by the way which has it's own allowable limits on "foreign matter".

See:

http://www.seafood.nmfs.noaa.gov/FrozenFriedFishSticks.pdf

bon appetit

 

ohh yummy Dimethylpolysiloxane, riboflavin and thiamine mononitrate. My favourite is sodium acid pyrophosphate with a side order of rodent droppings!!


Then we wonder why cancer is at epedimic levels!

 

I don't care if they put boogers in them. They taste good.

 

Haha..I've had a few of those comments try to sneak past my lips the last couple years. Luckily I've always caught them before the Danger Zone.

 

If you think lutefisk is a repulsive dish, consider Hakarl, which is an Icelandic delicacy. It would appear to myself (a proud scandahovian boy), that my forefathers took great pride in being able to down the most "nose defying" grub.

See:

The Mystery of Hakarl: Rotten Shark Meat Delicacy From Iceland - Associated Content - associatedcontent.com

 

On chickenfried steraks, that place sounds exactly like both: The ERed barn and The Jailhouse Cafe-in San Antonio.