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Originally Posted by Buehler445
Yeah yeah yeah. I know. I get it.
It's not even like all I had was shit best value pickles growing up. My mom makes her own dill pickles that literally everybody that has ever had them has hit me up for some more, because they love them. Close as I can tell they're a unanimous hit.
Instant **** off if you get those things near me. |
I've hated sharp cheeses my entire life. I've finally started to slowly come around on simple sharp cheddar as I've cooked with it more.
But I've taken hell for years from people who bring these zillion dollar fancy cheeses to a party and I'll pass on that shit like it's cheeze-whiz. Gimme cojack or something over that hard-rind shit that tastes like moldy almonds.
I take similar grief for expensive dry-aged steaks. Just not my bag. I had a 60 day dry aged ribeye once at Anne Gunns and I could smell it as they cooked it. Took one bite, put it in a box to give to my wife for lunch and ordered a plate of chicken wings. Rich for the sake of being rich just makes it lousy. Gimme a 21 day wet age every time.