What meal made your heart sink as a child

Liver and onions, rice pudding or semolina - all in school.
I love rice pudding and liver and onions now my MIL has shown me how they should be cooked but at the time it was the lunch to make my bowels heart sink!

"Salad" - sliced cucumber, wedges of tomato, shredded iceberg, a boiled egg, three rolls of packet ham. All laid out separately on the plate.

Vom.

liver and cabbage, followed by tepid rice pudding (school)

baaarf !

Sweet and sour chicken made with that lurid nasty sticky sauce out of a jar. I was a good eater, not one bit fussy so I never understood why my Mum insisted on serving it up and getting cross when I didn't like it.

Brisket, served cold (boiled to death the night before). With Cauliflower and white sauce (no cheese!!). Most Sundays. Yuk.

Liver was pretty far down the list too. Though school dinner liver was beyond inedible.

OTOH, I could have eaten mince and tatties every day. Sadly I am unable to replicate my late DM's signature dish, no matter how I try.

And cod roe! It was my mother's treat to herself, and occasionally she'd let me have a spoonful. Even then it was pretty expensive, I'm surprised she could justify it.

Minced Beef & Onions with Baked Beans & Gravy oh & not forgetting the badly boiled potatoes

A school meal we nicknamed Cockleshell Bay: pasta shells, not in a sauce, but a thin watery gravy, with large lumps of up identifiable grey gristle. You got a ladleful of Cockleshell Bay and then got potatoes and veg with it. Really odd and unpleasant meal.

At home I used to dread baked eggs. Basically an egg cracked onto a small plate with some slices of cheese on, then cooked in the oven til the white was rubbery, the cheese welded onto the plate and there was a shiny wrinkled skin on the yolk. We had it with sliced bread and marge and brown sauce. My dad loved it.

Irish stew at school dinners - was mutton and always fatty.

Liver and onions (liver which resembled grey leather, onions scorched and burned tasting) with tinned mushy peas and big lumps of boiled potatoes which were somehow dry and powdery on the outside and crunchy and waxy on the inside. I hated every single thing on that plate and we had it once a week. Ugh.

My mum was a good cook, She was in catering so I think I was lucky in that but when my mum and dad split up my dads new wife couldn't and still cannot cook meaning my dad had to learn......
Sweet and sour eyeballs.....this was tinned sweet and sour sauce with the tiny bit of left over chicken from day before with tinned button mushrooms (eyeballs)..... They still have this on a Monday

After watching some cookery programme he thought leeks in cheese sauce was amazing so we had it with every Sunday dinner and I used to be made to eat it as I heaved, it was packet cheese mix and I still cannot eat cheese

Macaroni and cheese
Slices of corned beef, boiled cabbage and potatoes.

Liver. Boak.

Macaroni cheese or cauliflower cheese it made me gag so much. But love cauliflower chews now.

Liver, here too yuk yuk yuk and kidneys urrhhk

At school you had to eat everything. I remember the dinner telling me to put pieces of liver in the watery mash to hide the taste. Ha that does not work! I feel sick even now, at the smell of liver or kidneys

Stuffed sheep's hearts!

You could see ventricles and everything. . .

DS1 dissected one in Science yesterday. His face when I told him that Granny used to make us eat them!

Packed lunches with sandwiches that had been frozen. With tinned tuna (only) in.

My parents though I was fussy. I say food in the eighties was nasty.
They once fed me boil in the bag cod and parsley sauce for weeks because 'that's all I would eat'
I did go through a phase of eating Branson pickle sandwiches for breakfast though.

Obviously I can never eat Branston pickle now. Ever.
Nowt......

Chicken 'casserole'. It was just chicken and some root veg in Oxo, cooked from 7am to 6pm in the slow cooker. It was tasteless, chunky soup. Enough was made for a few nights, and it was even worse reheated.

Fried luncheon meat which I'd have to force down. Fuck knows why as if my Mum would never have made me eat it if she'd known.

I'll still force food down even if I hate it if it's been cooked for me. Too polite I think!.

porridge made with water served with marge ( think this was if we'd run out of milk or where particularly skint) mushroom flan with boiled potatoes and green beans yuk

Lots of those things sound absolutely disgusting.
I hated Mum's beef stew served with mashed turnips and carrots . I hate all plain comfort food that isn't spiced like shepherds pie or meat pie.

Absolute worst dinner ever was served at school and was cowboys pie - smash, baked beans and spam. I find baked beans abhorrent so I used to cry when I saw it on the menu.

Fucking ready break here too!

And anything involving lentils. My mum used to make lentil loaf instead of bread. Dear god.

And really most of the crap she 'cooked'. She was not acquainted with a recipe book, and thought salt was the work of the devil.

Awful. I'll stop now or I'll write an essay.

Boiled ham an pease pudding. Revolting stuff. And salad with lots of beetroot in it.

We were served these regularly at school and we weren't allowed to leave anything.

Sago. And tapioca. But we only had it at school.

YY to Shepherd's COTTAGE Pie! (Always called Shepherd's Pie, but made with beef ) DM cooked it loads and always using the pressure cooker. Neither my brother or I can stand the stuff as adults!