I was talking to my mom earlier about food that just makes me sad - sad that it exists and even more sad that people actually eat it. Being chow hounds, I know we've all a few. So here are mine.
- Olive Garden. One of my roommates in college was from this tiny little town in Iowa and thought this was THE BEST food ever. The week after I came back from a trip to Italy, she suggested Olive Garden for dinner. I wanted to cry.
- Big Boy. This is my dad's family's favorite restaurant. Even as a small child with very little food experience, I had no problem recognizing it for the crap it was.
- Anything I've ever eaten at my dad's parents' house. It either comes straight from a Chinese restaurant (which isn't always bad), or straight out of a can. My grandmother once made the most inedible steaks on a new grill she just RAVED about - they came out GRAY, all the way through. And she always makes new potatoes, but regardless of what she tries to dress them up in, they just taste like the can.
- My sister's scrambled eggs. Drier than hell and peppered like it's going out of style. At that point, why even bother?