Open faced turkey sandwiches. Have you never been to a diner? |
NP - that's weird? I'm not Asian, but I love rice with butter, soy sauce and sesame oil. Just had it earlier this week. PB does sound a little more odd. |
My moms family ate squirrel brains. Sometimes it was squirrel brains and scrambled eggs. Rural south. |
We have a winner. |
My parents still do this. They claim the butter "seals" the bread so that the jelly won't run into the bread or make it mushy. I watched them do it a year ago as they packed their lunch for a road trip and was kind of horrified, yet it made me wonder if they had done it all along and I never knew. School lunch was a slice of white bread, slice of bologna (from the Oscar Meyer tub, red rind pulled off) and mustard. Every day. We ate that chipped ham barbecue a lot living in Northeast Ohio. I'm about to make the cranberry jello mold my grandmother always made for Thanksgiving or Christmas, whichever holiday we were there for. Problem is, the recipe calls for sliced strawberries in heavy syrup, which aren't made anymore (remember the spinach type boxes of frozen everything, 10 oz or so?). So it never really comes out right. |
We had a thanksgiving jello mold thing that featured these strawberries and canned pineapple. No idea they were made anymore! |
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My dad was the one fond of cooking weird (to us) things.
Sliced beef heart, chitlins (stank up the house and no one touched them), homemade kimchi and ceviche when probably less than 5% of America knew what those things were. He was super excited when my sister befriended a newly arrived Vietnamese immigrant. He had my sister invite her over for an afternoon of cooking. I walked into the kitchen at one point and saw her squatting in a corner pounding spices with a mortar and pestle. I can appreciate the specialness of some of these things now in what was otherwise a standard American 80s household, but at the time I thought they were weird. |
Are you Punjabi? My younger brother's nanny was Punjabi, and she used to make this for him. I really liked it too. My mom tried, but she could never quite get it the same. |
Couldn’t you just thicken some simple syrup a bit - “heavy syrup” is just thickened sugar water, basically, right? - and add that with the frozen strawberries? And frozen strawberries in heavy syrup sounds like a thing they might care at dollar stores that have bigger grocery departments. |
| Buttered toast w/ powdered sugar for breakfast! |
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My mother and grandmother both made fairly standard German-Norwegian Midwestern foods, which I never thought of as weird.
I see that many think jello salads are bizarre; ours never had the mayo on top (I can’t say that I like mayonnaise enough to add it to dessert salads), but I loved my grandma’s Golden Glow - orange jello, carrots shredded on the fine side of the grater, pineapple tidbits and sometimes minced green pepper. And I loved their meat paste - leftover roast goes into the countertop meat grinder and comes out silky meat paste, perfect for putting on Grandpa’s homemade rolls. Also not really weird, but I don’t think a lot of Americans are delighted by meat pastes. |
Never heard of meat paste! I'm going to try it in the blender, though. Sounds like it would be great on toast. |
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I emigrated from Eastern Europe in the 1980's as a child with my parents and grandparents. They always served spaghetti with ketchup. I think I was in middle school when I finally figured out that it was totally not what Americans did. |
I love velveeta and rotel, with cilantro. |