Courtney
I took a huge bite of rice pudding only to realize that it was actually tartar sauce.
I took a huge bite of rice pudding only to realize that it was actually tartar sauce.
I discovered in front of the entire store that gourmet dog biscuits look like, but do not taste like, people cookies.
When I finally got to the gym I realized I'd forgotten my ID, so I came home, ate a sandwich and took a nap instead.
The orange sat in my bag for another day because I continued refusing to admit that oranges are just too messy to eat at work.
Even though it's too late to ask the question: is it okay to eat onion rings out of the trash, as long as they are on top?
I used to think a futon was a cross between a crouton and a wonton, and would always get weird looks from the waitstaff when I'd try to order one at an Asian restaurant.
At four, Sam ordered his first hamburger, and when the waitress asked, "Certainly, sir, medium?" replied indignantly, "No, large!"
I was at the dentist and I burped, then he told me what I had for breakfast.
The kid at the checkout decided it was efficient and eco-friendly to pack my bag of potatoes into a separate plastic bag... by itself.
After I insisted he finish the leftover tomato soup that "tasted funny," I remembered I ate the rest of soup for lunch yesterday.
Eating--alone--the warm brownie covered by cold vanilla ice cream and smothered with thick chocolate syrup sure beat finding the highway in the dark.
Burping the taste of Goldfish is one of life's wonderful things.
Sometimes I'm surprised by how a simple thing like pancakes and coffee on a rainy day can temporarily nullify everything negative.
Bananas taste so much sweeter when mashed before spreading them on toast
I can only hope that my spaghetti surprise dinner party isn't a complete disaster, but it doesn't help that I don't even have enough cutlery for eight guests.
I never liked food containing anything soy until the realization that they help me lose weight.
I informed my husband that I wanted a divorce after he told me that he doesn't like marshmallows.
The typo on the Chinese food take-out menu claimed that their Garlic Shrimp contained "flesh mushrooms," and now I can't eat there without giggling like a twelve year old.
Having finally tried Chipotle I am, now more then ever, convinced of the supreme awesomeness of the Panchero's burrito.
I once ate a whole jar of peanut butter (the crunchy kind) just to see if I could, and all I got was constipation for a week.
The broccoli-cheese potato was perfectly cooked, but the pickles mysteriously had corn on them.
Having bent all of our spoons my mother finally bought an ice cream scoop.
That was the day I learned that tacos don't mix with vodka and skydiving.
Upon asking my 5-year old son how many hotdogs he wanted for dinner, he said, "Ninety-nine five."
They thought it was weird that I ate molasses on my cheese.
The regret came not when I chopped chilli for tea but much later on, when I picked my nose.
She's eleven years old and she eats like a pro wrestler.
Only later did I realize that the taxi driver wasn't making an obscene gesture, but rather, trying to inform me that I had left a box of takeout on the roof of my car.
To this very day my kid brother still won't touch anything if I tell him it tastes like chocolate.
I don't eat meat, because my mother's friend ate our pet cow.
I stared at the bucket of stale cheese puffs in disbelief and thought, "I can't believe I paid 9 bucks to eat at this lousy Chinese buffet!"
Well, I thought as I hit the floor in a daze, this is the last time I'll ever eat at *this* sushi bar.
After two years, I finally realized that veal is not made from baby cats.