Worst Meal you ever had!

[dottiedodah]

Min was as a child in London, My Uncle brought some jellied eels for my Nan and Grandad. She put a couple on the plate for me.I recoiled in horror ,at the awful stringy taste of this vile "meal" I can still see them set in grey jelly! Just all kinds of grim!

When DS was small, we always chose our cafes based on whether there was something he would eat on the menu.
We chose one because it had spaghetti bolognaise. When it came he tried it and refused to eat it. I thought he was being fussy until I tried it. It was vile.
I took his plate up to the counter and asked what it was, whereupon the waitress said ‘oh, I should’ve told you, it comes out of a tin’.
It was disgusting 🤮

My ex's grandma used to cook faggots from various bits of offal and herbs. I actually like faggots and don't mind liver or kidneys but they were absolutely rank. Really, really bitter tasting. God knows how she made them. I choked down a bit but mostly chopped it up and spread about the rest to make it look like I'd eaten some.

Faggots is a close second for me also @AhBiscuits
The very worst was a dish made by a new house mate, it looked ok, just baked rice with spinach, tomatoes with baked eggs in it but it was sour, no flavour, not even salt or any type of seasoning just sour tomatoes and bitter Spinach with sloppy rice and snotty egg.

Not me but someone I was dining with so I tasted it too. At a carvery the veggie option was a salad…that had been pre-made the night before, frozen and defrosted for the lunch service. Parts of the lettuce were still crispy and parts were just mush. It was so bad and the restaurant was so unapologetic that we all left.

Ooh I love jellied eels.

My worst was an All-bran cake made by a friend's mother. It was the texture and flavour of a peat briquette.

I once ordered a Caesar salad which turned up with shavings of coconut in it. Fucking COCONUT!

The restaurant has since closed.

Jellied eels are not ‘stringy’. The meat should just fall off the central bone, there are no fibres to be stringy. The texture is rather like a cod nugget. Something was wrong there , I think.

Anyway, there is nothing to touch the sheer horror of andouillette. It’s as though the French decided to put all their worst thoughts about food into one substance, so that everything else could be outstandingly delicious. A bit like the Biblical scapegoat.

( And yes, I have had thé Andouillette de Tours with Vouvray, oh Tourangelle person, and the special Rouen one, and the delicious speciality from Saintes. Every town and city seems to have their very own special Andouillette, and they all tell you enthusiastically how once you have tasted it you will be an instant convert. They are mistaken).

Awful meal in a deluge / thunderstorm in Paris with parts of it served 30 minutes after the rest. It was only pasta & chicken so quite hard to get so wrong but it gave rise to a new family saying "Never choose a restaurant just because it's raining... no matter how hard".

In a hotel near Loch Lomond - tinned ravioli and sprouts

Dh’s stew last night. It was an unappetising grey colour and he forgot to use self-raising flour, so the dumplings were like bricks.

Tripe. My grandmother used to make it in a sort of tomato sauce, like you’d use for pasta. Absolutely disgusting, both looking and tasing.

Living in Africa my wonderful host promised a great meal for our last night staying g with her

I had been eating eggs and fruit each day so was looking forward to a very large steak

Well

The meet clearly had been left out all day at the market
It was a hard as a shoe
It smelt so bad

I tried to eat around it
She loved hers
Maybe mine was a bad piece ?
Gosh it was so bad
I felt awful for her as she was so kind
I splashed out on dessert and we scoffed lots of ice cream

Not a meal but a starter at a dinner party.
Phili cheese wrapped in flaccid pink bacon.
Boak.

Baked beans and tinned macaroni cheese on the same plate. Touching each other. No bread.

also at a dinner party: white slice of bread like warburtons or something with butter melted in the microwave then poured on top. Not toasted just bread with melted butter.

Clearly some of us have had unforgettable (for all the wrong reasons)! meals . The eels were like a nightmare on a plate to me ,although my family( all Londoners )loved them as do a few of you .Must be missing something!

Countfucula Sounds grim as well! what was the rest of the meal like, to follow such an odd starter?

@Allthegoodnamesarechosen I have been veggie for nearly 30 years and I still remember the taste of andouillette, and not in a good way!

A restaurant in Lyon where « omelette » was the only veggie thing so I ordered it even though I don’t like eggs, and it was so undercooked it was liquid, served in a bowl 🤢 I just ate bread and cheese that meal.

My dad made me condensed mushroom soup without realising it had to be diluted.

A heap of salty mushroom jelly. It was rank.

Staying with an aunt many years ago she cooked liver and onions 🤢and being an intimidating character I dare not eat it but the liver still had the pipes in it .( I'm gagging as I write this)

I remember a pub meal on a Monday. The vegetarian special was cheesy veg bake. It sounded quite good but was 100% leftovers from the Sunday carvery with cheap packet cheese sauce and tasted like it.

DrCoconut My Nan used to say ,Never have a meal out on a Monday as it will have all the leftovers in it!

My (eccentric) great uncle used to make what was basically roadkill pie. I used to refuse to eat anything that he served up when we visited so I was given rich tea biscuits instead but he came with some absolutely foul concoctions. Fox pie, badger pie, pigeon pie, squirrel and rat bake (not sure why he changed to a bake that time, looked like a rhubarb crumble with a nasty secret).
desserts were ‘windfall pies’ basically any fruit he found / stole from local bushes and trees . He lived to 97 though so maybe it wasn’t the worst diet !

Tripe. I am not commenting on previous posts just saying what my worst meal was. It still makes me queasy to think about it.

I also had to eat steak tartare having ordered it by mistake in an expensive restaurant.

Has anybody watched the film "Pink Flamingos"?

A friend took me out to lunch. Riverside pub; sunny day; outside. Nothing fancy on the menu. I ordered a vegetable burger. Mushed up vegetables in golden breadcrumbs, type of thing.
Well, obviously they had a notion that burgers should be dark in colour. So they cooked it, and cooked it, and cooked it some more. By the time it was brought out it had mutated into a soot patty on a bun. There was not a single molecule of recognisable vegetable matter in it. And I was so mortified, and stupid, I ate the bloody thing. I simply couldn't face traipsing across the pub garden with it while my friend ate her perfectly-cooked food.
My teeth must have been black afterwards.

Christmas dinner on a coach trip my mum organised for us, the starter was vegetable soup.... was obviously all yesterdays leftover vegetables put in a blender. Tasted like overcooked watery sprouts... and smelt like farts. Revolting!