Dinner party nightmares. We’ve all experienced them: Someone puts a plate down in front of you, or arrives at your door with a little “special something” to serve during the party. As good guests and hosts we try to oblige, but the gag reflex is in full effect and it’s all we can do to endure the experience.
Since it’s Halloween week, we’re delving into the realm of the scary with this week’s Gilded Fork Cookbook giveaway.
What’s the most frightening thing you have ever been served (or brought to serve) at a dinner party? Post your comments here, and the one that makes us cringe the most will be announced as the winner on Monday, October 26th.
Go to it!
P.S. If you’d rather not participate in this most disturbing display, you are welcome to purchase the cookbook (did we mention that every copy is signed by us?) in our Gilded Fork Boutique.
Also, to avoid being the source of said nightmares, we recommend said cookbook. We also have lots of recipes and entertaining tips here on Culinary Media Network.
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We attend a monthly pot luck where we have dinner before a meeting. The number of attendees vary, and sometimes there are just a few of us. One night where there were just a few of us, one of the ladies brought a chicken gizzard casserole. Since there were so few contributions to the potluck, it was pretty unavoidable – we all felt we had to take and eat some out of politeness. They were rubbery, chewy and ugly. *Gag* Even the lady who made them said, “Well, they usually come out better than this…” Yeah, just our luck we caught her on a bad chicken gizzards night…YUCK!
Worst thing ever served.. chipped salmon, like hamburger, in a Irish cream sauce (think mayo), cooked with I recall noodle, like a wet, creamy, eggy, tuna-fish-slimey-this-could-never-have-been-salmon, loaf. It was called “salmon loaf” and the host was thrilled to served this “special fancy dish”. I did gag. I wanted to give it to the dog but I thought #1 the dog might not eat it and #2 how I would cover up the fact that the dog had obvious fishy breath. Shudder.
Natto salad because my friend was out of sticky rice.
I just couldn’t stomach the stuff at 10:30am.
ooops, not sure if my comment qualifies because it was not served to me at a dinner party.
Served at a business-related dinner party in San Diego – fresh (as in raw) calamari with (chilled) canned enchilada sauce sprinkled with cold pre-grated cheese. There were only six of us, so impossible to dispose of in any way.
Doclectic, darlin’, we’re trying to reach you, as your story completely grossed us out.
We need your information to send you a cookbook! Pls e-mail me at foodphilosophy AT gmail DOT com.
This still makes me cringe. I went to a dinner party, it was a pot-luck type of affair. I was looking at all the food people brought, and with my friend standing next to me I pointed at a dip and said “What the hell is that?? It looks scary!”. And she replied: “I made it. It’s good”. As my Italian uncle would say….OOH-FAH!