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What is your most depressing memory about food that you can remember?

Growing up, my family was poor. Also, my mom was terrible at cooking and portioning. Therefore, anytime she would make burgers for us, the beef patties would shrink from being over cooked and would end up being half the size of the bun.

I loved those things because when you're a kid, burgers don't happen every day- so when burger day does come around, it doesn't matter that your mom tried to split 1lb of cheap ground beef between the whole family. You just slathered that fucker in ketchup and asked for seconds.

I love my mom. It was her terrible cooking skills that inspired me to get into food and cooking because i knew there was more to the world than just salty overcooked beans and horrible wrecked pork chops.

What are your nostalgic depressing memories of food /ck/?

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My mom is a horrible person, and likes to yell and hit and berate. At one point, money became kind of tight with my parents for whatever reason, so my mom went off on my step-dad.

For whatever reason, my step-dad didn't leave the house - he just slept on the couch and avoided my mom at every opportunity, which was easy because my mom is a lazy slag and when she got home from work she went right to her room and laid in bed. He was forced by my mom to take a second job, so that he could "make up the money he owed her" and he could leave the house right when my mom got home so she could have full reign of the place.

My step-dad was always the cook of the house, so even when he was sleeping on the couch, he'd make dinner for the house. My mom would come home, he'd leave, and I'd be forced to bring food to my mom, who'd yell at me for being a bad son for whatever she felt like for the day, and me and my brother ate together, alone.

My stepdad is a good cook, but the food just didn't taste the same during those days.

>> No.8142890

looking back we had it pretty good, bought tired of ham n cheese sandwich. Ate them every day for years.

>> No.8142893

>>8142890
*bout?

>> No.8142906

When I was in daycare we had porridge for breakfast almast every day. They liked to make this watered version of it. Literally grey plate full of somerhing between porridge and plain water. Hated that shit and I still cant eat porridge properly.

>> No.8142915

My drugged out mother in the 1980s forgot about my sister and I for I dont know how long and we had eaten anything food related we could find. Our neighbor had just put a steaming bowl of something out for her dogs, which we played with often. So we risked going over to eat some of it, it was hamburger meat on top , Neighbor woman comes out and sees us, brings us inside for food. She feeds us heaping bowls of hamburger meat mixed into macaroni and spinach. I ate so fast I burned my mouth, and my stomach felt like hot lead. Neighbor calls child protective services but no one helps us. I was later adopted by my father's family after he goes to prison. I will never forget that taste from that night, or the pain of my hunger. Probably a huge reason I want to eat everything all the time today.

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>>8142868
I was a little fat boy 6th grader and me and my aunt that is 9 months younger than me were all by ourselves on summer break and were starving. My dipshit aunt rang my alcoholic mom and stepdad and then at 10pm we had mcdonalds.

I ate a fucking crusty jelly donut i seen on my moms bedstand man. Fat boy needs somethin.

bye

>> No.8142954

>>8142868
This was told to me by my history professor: they were serving in the Gulf, Saddam's force pretty much broke apart and were in full retreat. They were eating nothing but MRE's for weeks. Finally got sent back to Saudi Arabia, got some minor down time and was on line to get ice cream from a store. Fucking Iraqis fired their inaccurate but super long range SCUDs. Everyone in line ran for cover except him, got his ice cream and ate it as shit was blowing up around him. Best damn ice cream he ever ate and now eating ice cream reminds him of a burning city.

>> No.8142957

>>8142868
>horrible wrecked pork chops
the fucking pork chops
My mom would use some boring cheap seasoning mix, then put the thin cut pork chops on a baking sheet in the oven for like an hour until they were gray and tough as hell.

Fucking why?

Hated pork for a long time due to that, but it's such a delicious meat when you don't wreck it.

>> No.8142967

>>8142957
I never really discovered how amazing pork can be until my mid 20s. Same with mustard, pickles, coleslaw, and potato salad. I used to hate those things as a kid, and I just thought I was a picky eater.

When I tried a proper preparation of all those things, I learned that I was NOT a picky eater. I just had parents who literally had no sense of smell or taste. Literally. Not figuratively. Literally. Like a medical condition.

I fucking devoured buckets of coleslaw, potato salad, and pickles the first time I bought them from a store in my mid 20s. I was absolutely in love with these brand new sensory experiences that most people my age are bored with.

To this day, a lot of the stuff I hated as a kid has become my new favorite. Years of practice have made me a good home cook who appreciates the delicacies of properly prepared food. It's not hard. You just have to give a shit.

>> No.8142968

>>8142957
Was it Shake n Bake? That's what my mom did, and they were always shit and I hated it.

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>>8142868
>that bun to burger ratio

>> No.8142973

Tuna Helper

Reminds me of being a kid and watching my sisters always fight (i'm the youngest of four older sisters). Usually the fights would involve knives and the police.

Parents were never home because they had to work. I was also extremely fat, but my parents weren't home to keep me from eating everything.

>> No.8142978

>>8142970
I snagged that from a yelp review of a restaurant. Person said that the burger was very small and dry. How hard is it to cook ground beef? How hard is it to use the right fat ratio while compensating for shrinkage by making a slightly bigger patty?

These are things that high school me figured out after a weekend of trial and error and 5 lbs of ground beef.

>> No.8142998

>>8142868
i too was poor but my mother made a point of buying name brand items, kinda like when you go to a fancy restaurant and get the second least expensive wine. It's trash but at least you're not drinking the house red

Wonderbread
French's yellow mustard
one leaf of iceberg lettuce
one slice of Oscar Meyer bologna (two if you were a good boy)
one Kraft single
one leaf iceberg lettuce
Hellmann's mayo
more Wonderbread

I ate these every day for lunch until I went to college. I wonder what kind of damage it did to my body

>> No.8143007

my mom liked "cream of potato soup"

it was basically warm milk with chopped cold vegetables

many memories of crunching away at it while my mom and dad fought and threw things

>> No.8143013

I didn't eat beans for about a decade because when I was 19 and in college, I was too poor to pay my electric bill, and I had to cook dry beans that my neighbor gave me over Sterno, in the dark, for a month. I shudder to even think about that.
I eat beans now just fine, though, that was a long time ago.

>> No.8143018

For me it is the McChicken. The best fast food sandwich.

>> No.8143025

>>8142967
my dad has primary agnosia which means he can't smell for no particular reason. Guess why he's a garbage man. Anyways, he can't smell food (except for some reason he can tell if someone is cooking italian food) so he is banished from the kitchen. He also bitches and moans when mom buys spices or nice wine because he doesn't see the point

kinda feel bad for him actually

>> No.8143026

>>8142954
Holy shit that's badass

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My most depressing food memory- coming into /ck/ and reading this post. >>8143018

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That shitty rectangle pizza in school lunches. Tastes like a sponge with wax on top.

>> No.8143094

>>8142967
My mom refuses to use salt or any kind of seasoning. I found this out when I started cooking for myself and went to visit for dinner and wondered why her cooking tasted so off.

>> No.8143100

One time my dad bought this "frozen chinese meal kit" from costco. The egg rolls tasted so awful I threw up and couldn't eat egg rolls for years afterwards.

>> No.8143106

>>8143058
And lunch today. will be a breadtangle. of pizza.

>> No.8143130

>>8142868
when i was kid I thought i hated burgers, but the in realized that my moms idea of a burger was a well done beef patty with no seasoning at all.

>> No.8143246

>>8143130
Same with me and eggs. My mom cooked scrambled eggs until they turned into yellow-brown rubber

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my rage possessed father smashed in my twin brothers skull with an economy sized can of bushs baked beans, splattering me with bits of brain matter and sweet molasses covered beans. I have never been able to perfectly recreate that taste experience, but now whenever I eat bushs baked beans I can feel the spirit of my brother inhabit me momentarily.

>> No.8143435 [DELETED] 

>>8143130
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1X2b0kq9EE&feature=share

>> No.8143481

I was thinking about it today actually.

I lied a lot when I was little because being sorry about something was never enough to escape being screamed at for hours.

This led to situations where they wouldn't believe I was full, or didn't like something, and they'd force the food down my throat 'till I threw up.

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>>8143372

oh yeah?

>> No.8143535

>low on milk, so mom pours milk into mine and my sister's bowl of cereal, let's it get a little soft, and the pours milk from our bowl into my mom and dad's bowl.
>I remember complaining about that, since i was an 8 year old ungrateful faggot

>mom gets a tumor, and me and dad are home alone while mom is in hospital for a few days.
>sister is out of state with friends
>i only knew how to cook different kinds of eggs, so that's all me and dad ate for a few days
>hard boiled
>over easy
>"window eggs" which was an egg on a piece of bread and toasted in the oven
>realize mom needs more surgery and time in hospital
>maybe another week
>give up on cooking at home and eat 7-11 hot dogs for next 6 days

>parents split up, and its a messy divorce
>stay with grandparents while everything settles down
>McDonald's every day
>dad gets an extended stay room at a motel 6
>go visit with him
>McDonald's in the same parking lot
>bring my N64 over and eat French fries while playing pokemon snap and Mario 64.

>> No.8143546

>>8143481
>they'd force the food down my throat 'till I threw up

some people really shouldn't be parents

>> No.8143551

The year was 1968. We were on recon in a steaming Mekong delta. An overheated private removed his flack jacket, revealing a T-shirt with an ironed-on sporting the MAD slogan "Up with Mini-skirts!". Well, we all had a good laugh, even though I didn't quite understand it. But our momentary lapse of concentration allowed "Charlie" to get the drop on us. I spent the next three years in a POW camp, forced to subsist on a thin stew made of fish, vegetables, prawns, coconut milk, and four kinds of rice. I came close to madness trying to find it here in the States, but they just can't get the spices right!

>> No.8143769

Most depressing food moment is a bit different than the rest of yours. I'm from the south and I've always loved cooking, the thing I always brought to any cookouts, potlucks, parties etc was collard greens. People loved my collard greens. Eventually I moved to the the Seattle area and got a girlfriend, told her all the time about how I wanted to bring her home and cook for her, eventually I did. So of course, one of the things I prepared for her were collard greens. Somehow, due to lack of practice for a while, I completely wrecked them. I misjudged the amount of water I would need so while I was leaving them to cook for a long time, the liquid reduced too much and they started to burn against the side of the pot, I also went full retard and mistakenly put in 10x more black pepper than was needed, so it just tasted like burnt, grassy pepper. It was very embarassing.

>> No.8143790

>>8143769
THAT'S your most depressing food moment? Fucking up some collard greens for your girlfriend?

Normalfag """""problems""""", everyone.

>> No.8143811

>>8143481
My parents also did this to me. They even took me to doctors who diagnosed me with bulimia. How fucking ignorant they were. Once i wouldn't drink yogurt so my dad emptied whole cup on my long black hair, it took me about an hour to wash and dry. I cried over tomatoes countless times. Even today i gag when i try to eat them raw. They would force me to sit at the table until i ate my food. It would end up with me trowing up.
I was never bulimic, i was abused

>> No.8143831

>>8142868

Kind of endearing that you credit your moms bad cooking with helping you learn to cook. My mom was the same. But she always found a way to provide for us, even if the meatloaf was always dry. Good on you, anon.

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Why do these threads always turn into child abuse threads?

That being said, to those of you who had to endure shitty parenting, I want to give you all a big hug. Nobody should ever have to go through that.

>> No.8143990

>>8143551
That is from the Simpsons right?
Sorry if this is obvious I haven't watched it too much.

>> No.8144004

>>8142868
My grandfather on his deathbed gave me ten euros nad told me to it on a good meal. Frikandel XXL speciaal it was because thats what i used to get my grandfather and myself whenever he didnt wanto cook.

>> No.8144007

>>8144004
To spend it.*

>> No.8144041

Once I was at burger king with my dad (I was about 11) and as we were eating my dad grabbed my head and slammed it against the table. His reasoning was that my "chewing pissed him off". Haven't been to a BK since then.

>> No.8144044

My parents were divorced by the time I turned 5 or so (oddly, they're remarried to each other, and the second marriage has lasted longer than the first). My mom put in an effort, at least - or was more open to just feeding me whatever the fuck I wanted, but my dad was horribly ill-equipped to handle the diet of a kid and is responsible for most of my food woes, despite actually being a good cook when he puts his mind to it.

Highlights:

Scrambled Eggs
>An egg or two in a coffee mug, whipped up and microwaved
>No salt, pepper, butter, or anything else
>Just an egg in a cup

Power Bars
>We're at Costco
>"Does anything look good, anon?"
>See Power Bars, think they're candy bars
>Have to eat chocolate and apple cinnamon flavored protein workout supplement bars for breakfast every day for the next three months

Hawaiian Punch
>Second grade
>Dad finds out I haven't finished my two page paper on red foxes, it's due tomorrow
>In big trouble
>"Dad, I'm hungry"
>"Anon, you need to learn a lesson, if you're that hungry you can have half of this whole chicken in the fridge, and warm Hawaiian Punch"
>Uhhhh
>Eat it
>45 minutes later
>"Dad, I don't feel good"
>"You're just trying to get out of your report"
>"Dad, I don't feel good, really, please let me go to the bathroom"
>"No, put in the Encarta '95 CD and learn about foxes"
>Stare at my feet
>Power vomit hot red Hawaiian Punch & expired chicken all over everything in the computer room
>Run, looking for the bathroom
>Just a sprinting 8 year old vomiting red shit everywhere
>Had to replace all of the carpets and repaint the wall
>Dad still made me finish the report on foxes

>> No.8144051

>>8142915
r u the black guy from Fast & Furious 2?

>> No.8144054

>>8144004

Did he enjoy it? Sorry for your loss anon.

>> No.8144059

>>8143058
Fuck you. Those were awesome. Maybe you went to a shitty school but my upper-middle class school district had nice cafeterias and they made sure those were nice and steaming hot with melted, gooey cheese. I don't care if it's just elementary school cafeteria food. I loved those and I'd eat them today if I could find some.

>> No.8144108

>>8142889
sounds horrible. i hope your stepdad got away from her

>> No.8144112

>>8144059
>Upper middle class

There you go. I went to a rural public school. Not really shitty but the pizza was

>> No.8144130

>>8143007
what the fuck

>> No.8144133

When I was 9 I went to my friend's house for a slumber party. We never hung out outside of school, and this will be the last time. Their parents didn't give a shit and expect us to all be able to feed ourselves. They basically hung out in the background smoking and drinking. You can't expect a group of 9 yrs olds to properly feed themselves.

The cake the mom made was awful. Your basic cake from a box, but some how she made it all taste like tinfoil. It hurt my teeth with every bite.

The next morning there was no food in that fucking house. No bread, fruit, cereal, milk, eggs you name it. All that was left was some of that sick tin cake. My friend was so happy. It seemed the kid wasn't use to food being on hand in the morning.

I left the party feeling hungry, tired, nausea (from all the smoke) and feeling so sad that my friend had the worst parents.

>> No.8144146

>>8142868
>when you're a kid, burgers don't happen every day- so when burger day does come around, it doesn't matter that your mom tried to split 1lb of cheap ground beef between the whole family. You just slathered that fucker in ketchup

>ketchup

You are fucking gross. Ketchup goes with the fries, at best. Ketchup in/on a burger (as a sandwich composition) is grounds for execution.

>> No.8144149

>>8144059
Those were never awesome, they were just one of the lesser terrible things you got, so your memory of them is positive. In reality, they were absolute shit.

>> No.8144178

>>8144146
Ketchup and mayo mother fucker.

>> No.8144182

Knock off brand macaroni and cheese. I actually had to gripe at my mom when I was like 8 years old and beg to not make any macaroni and cheese anymore. It was awful.

>> No.8144236

>>8144146
Well fuckin pardon me for not getting out the grey poupon faggot.
Kids put ketchup on burgers.
That's what they do.

>> No.8144270

I gave my boss a handjob for 40 bucks to buy my man spice ( he was addicted), went home to the fridge to get some dinner and all was there was some slow cooker stuff from the week previous. Two more days to payday, we will sell our blood plasma. I ate it, got sick that night. Donated plasma the next day. Felt so bad, like i might die. Went to work the following day at a grocery store where i got most of my calories from a snatched wing or cookie.

Dont let love and addiction mix guys, the pain is too sweet.

>> No.8144273

>>8144146
yesh mein fuhrer

>> No.8144311
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My mom was the worst cook I've ever dealt with. There's a lot of times here stupidity and cooking dumb founded me but the worst has to be the time she boiled ribs and put McDonald's BBQ sauce on it. She then put it in the oven for like 10 minutes and it looked horrifying. I just went back to my room and contemplated how dumb someone had to be to think that was a good idea. The worst thing about it all is that she has a "I'm so fucking smart and better than you" Peggy Hill kind of attitude.

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>>8144236
>Well fuckin pardon me for not getting out the grey poupon faggot.
I like you anon

>> No.8144385

>>8144146
If your burger was a burnt hockey puck and your age was <12, then you're going to use whatever fucking condiments you have at hand to not choke on the dry meat. Ketchup will make dry overcooked hamburger palatable to a young boy.

>> No.8144402

>>8144130
my mom was not a good cook, but she acted like she was

she was very proud of herself for not following recipes, and in the process created many abominations

>> No.8144404

>>8144044
>Scrambled Eggs
>An egg or two in a coffee mug, whipped up nd microwaved
>No salt, pepper, butter, or anything else
>Just an egg in a cup
There's a specific mug at my parents house i can never drink from because my dad used to microwave eggs in it and call it breakfast.

>> No.8144411

>>8143886
>What is your most depressing memory about food that you can remember?

Gee, I wonder

>> No.8144429

well I didn't have anything super depressing, we were pretty poor but my folks weren't abusive or anything. I guess my saddest food memory is a tie between:

>in about 7th grade or so
>almost to the age where birthdays are no longer a big deal in my family, but not quite
>big annual folk festival falls right around my birthday
>mom goes even though it's out of state because it's the most money she makes off crafts all year, keeps us going for a while
>dad stays home with me but he can't bake for shit
>end up baking my own birthday cake

and

>in high school
>at this time mom and dad were doing arts and crafts full time together and making a very meager living
>times were rough but they were much happier doing that than trying to work regular jobs
>dad hits head, becomes disabled, can't concentrate or anything
>mom is trying to carry on by herself while taking care of him and my shitheel teenage ass
>minister of our local methodist church keeps getting brought food by well-meaning congregation members
>she stops by every so often and drops off food for us because we are among the poorest families in the parish
>we're glad to have it but dang

again, nothing like being smacked around or anything. but a bit of a bummer anyways.

>> No.8144551

>>8143058
Dude I loved those, I would peel all the cheese off and eat it first then roll the crust up and eat it.

>> No.8144689

>>8143790
Seattle is full of those fucking retards. I can't wait to leave.

>> No.8144925

>>8143535
Is your dad retarded or something?
Why couldn't he learn to cook something instead of his child?

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>>8142868
Lmao go to bed, me.

>> No.8144960

>>8144044
Fox on the run

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>mfw home situation wasn't sunshine and rainbows but wasn't an HBO original drama either

>>8143058
Those were edible. The depressing shit was the Jamaican beef patties that made the entire cafeteria smell like the bathroom at a baseball stadium. It was years before I found out that the cafeteria was just grossly incompetent and Jamaican beef patties are normally good.

>> No.8144987

>>8142868
My mom was terrible at cooking too, since I'm alone I've learned a lot and all my friends are really happy to eat at my house and asks to come eat again.

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I grew up in a shitty industrial town in the UK. My parents both worked at a tea packaging factory and got cheap deals on teabags, so everyday I was forced to drink at least 5 mugs of tea 'because we have to use it before the leaves expire' (my dad and mum both think that tea leaves expire in autumn because that is when leaves fall off trees, in autumn they use frozen tea leaves). Anyway, they always made tea with

1. At least half a mug of milk
2. At least 3 spoons (table) of sugar
3. A lemon slice
4. At least 3 biscuits for dipping

I don't know how bad this was for me but I was a fat fucking child. Sometimes for my school dinner all I had in my lunchbox was biscuits and a teabag. I still hate tea, and drink coffee, sometimes with pictures of my parents that I dunk in and eat as petty revenge (they died last year in a car crash, apparently they spilled sugar whilst making tea in the car and lost control of the wheel, so I can't actually tell them how I feel)

>> No.8145015

>>8144044
>>See Power Bars, think they're candy bars
They are though. I loved those things as a kid. Mom used to keep some around since she was a n athlete. I would sneak them all the time.

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>>8145006
Jesus fuck, somebody screen cap this.

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>>8145006
i was with you until the last line

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>>8145006

>> No.8145030

Probably the time my now stepfather moved in with me and my mom.
>17 years old, still went to school but was a basically a NEET
>Played videogames all day long when not in school, was generally a social shut in and skipped school a lot
>He hated me and always tried to gain dominance over me, I hated him for treating me like shit and acting like he owned the place me and my mom lived in for 8 years
>I wasn't alowed to do shit and wasn't really allowed anywhere but in my room
>He was a good cook but didn't cook for me
>I had to sneak in the kitchen at midnight eating toast with just a little bit of salami because if I took more he would notice and give me shit for it/cut my internet
>Toast with salami just makes me sad now.

>> No.8145039

>>8145006
I've seen you post before, I'm guessing you're that tip-with-a-rip guy as well?

>> No.8145040

>>8145030
And yet you blame him for your misery and not your mother who basically betrayed and let it all happen?

>> No.8145044

>toddler
>mom makes breakfast for dinner
>burns the fuck out of the eggs, completely brown outside
>take 1 bute, dont like burnt taste
>tell mom I dont like eggs
>she starts yelling
>I start crying
>she picks up my plate, dumps the eggs on my head and cracks the plate over my head

Nowadays she wonders why every member of the family needs a therapist

>> No.8145047

>>8145040
Can't blame her for not wanting to be alone anymore, she was for a long time. I still felt completely neglected and would have probably killed myself if I didn't happen to somehow, despite all the odds get a girlfriend.
I basically lived at her house from that point on and when we eventually broke up, the first thing I did was moving out and punching my stepfather in the face.

>> No.8145052

>>8142868
Not gonna lie. That burned up husk of a burger still looks delicious.

>> No.8145058

>>8145040
>don't blame the guy who is directly causing you harm and sounds like an awful piece of trash
>blame your mom for marrying him
wat
are you retarded?

>> No.8145070 [DELETED] 

>>8145058
It's /r9k/ mentality

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>>8145058
Both of them are at fault, you retard. The fact that his mother would stay with someone who treats her kid like shit makes her almost as big of a piece of shit as the guy.
Use your brain once in a while.

>> No.8145093 [DELETED] 

>>8145084
He was 17 and a fucking neet. if anon's stepdad wasn't hard on him anon would never have grown up. Hell he even got anon laid. It's not like he beat him or his mother. To be honest I bet he did that stuff because his mother would complain about it to him and he thought a firm hand would help.

I bet he would have been a lot cooler with him if anon had a part time job and contributed instead of just holing himself up in a room skipping school and playing video games.

>> No.8145097

>>8145093
Nice assumptions there, boyo.

>> No.8145098 [DELETED] 

>>8142954
>Best damn ice cream he ever ate and now eating ice cream reminds him of a burning city

God damn

>> No.8145164

>>8142868
>be me 14-15
>moved to dad's who just got a new girlfriend
>he's never home, house filthy and no food
>lived dead across the street from one of those shopping centers w a grocery store at the heart and little shops/restaurants on the side
>started stealing premade food from food lion, ended up being most fond of the deli sandwiches (italian was my favorite)
>lived off the food lion deli until i found out other grocery stores had other food i could steal (discovered harris teeter sushi)

Actually now that i think of it it wasn't depressing at all i was fuckin gettin it steal a tall boy and dinner and be good for the night. Smoke a bowl and watch youtube videos all night.

Still fuck with an italian sub heavy, especially the hot ones. Never had a better sub than firehouse

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>>8145164
WE FINALLY GOT HIM BOYS, TAKE HIM DOWN

>> No.8145180

>>8144236
>pardon me for not getting out the grey poupon faggot
Pardon you for what is exactly the problem? No.

>Kids put ketchup on burgers.
I realize most kids are retarded, but that doesn't make it ok. I have never put ketchup on a burger. Its mustard or mayo. So go back in time and fix your shit.

>> No.8145197

>>8142868

My mom would make hamburger patties with oats and serve it with canned cream corn. It was the worst.

>> No.8145211

>>8144429
Making my own birthday food is the highlight of my birthdays, I used to make a cake for myself every year but I've started buying more expensive ingredients and put the afternoon into cooking a dinner I can really enjoy instead.

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8145276

>get physically abused by dad
>school sees bruises, calls CPS
>get put in foster homes
>major daddy issues
>major everything issues really
>try to get foster dad to let me blow him
>when they deny, act a shit until placed in new home
>after three times, fourth finally gives in to pressure
>around 13 years old
>suck him off for months, love every second of it
>keep suggesting and teasing anal, but he won't cross that line
>late friday night, eating lukewarm domino's pizza and playing star fox 64
>he comes into my room, drunk, with a tub of vaseline
>proceeds to brutally fuck me while star fox 64 plays in the background
>fucked me so long and hard I nearly passed out, had several internal orgasms
>after finishing he pulls out and goes to his room
>clean myself up and fap/cum until my dick is raw, continue eating (now cold) pizza and try to play more star fox, but too exhausted, fall asleep while playing with a slice of pizza on my lap
>next morning he apologizes, actually crying and telling me he's abusing me and it'll never happen again
>don't say anything, totally confused because I loved it
>he goes back to his bedroom, hear sobbing
>take vaseline tub to his room
>he tries to make me leave
>tell him I want it, badly, it was everything I've wanted
>he finally gives in
>we spend the entire weekend practically non-stop fucking

Now every time I eat domino's or hear star fox 64 music/sound effects I get rock hard. We also still fuck regularly. He's a great guy, taught me lots of stuff, best dad I could ask for even without the sex.

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>>8143811
>>8143481

>> No.8145285

Nostalgia - a wistful desire to return in thought or in fact to a former time in one's life, to one's home or homeland, or to one's family and friends; a sentimental yearning for the happiness of a former place or time

>> No.8145300

>>8144059
Try Ellio's frozen pizza. It's the same pretty much.

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>>8145276

Hmmm

>> No.8145315

>>8145306
Had to google image search that, read up on it. There were no other kids, certainly no drugging, and if anyone could be considered "raped" it'd probably be him. In the beginning it was almost entirely me forcing him to let me use him, his desperation and loneliness allowed it. Don't know what triggered the dominance that first time aside from liquid courage, but after that weekend he seemed over whatever hangups were making him feel guilt or shame.

>> No.8145333

there was this seafood place that we went to on vacation somewhere in florida, they had these delicious muffins they served instead of bread and the lobster bisque was the shit, they also had killer burgers, somehow better than what I can make at home.

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>>8145276
god i hope you're lying.

>> No.8145353

>>8144146
I bet you go out of your way to make sure people know you dont like ketchup. Hell, i bet you pretend you're surprise to find out everyone puts it in their burgers

You are so quirky anos! The taste of a chef

>> No.8145357

>>8145276
kys for wasting 10 seconds of my life by reading and responding to your gay pedo fetish fantasy post you fucking faggot.

>> No.8145365

>>8145357
>getting mad because I told my nostalgia story that contributes to the thread
>shitpost about it, contributing nothing

Good job.

>> No.8145406

>>8145276
I always liked star fox 64, really a top notch game

>> No.8145426

>>8145315

I wasn't implying that they were similar. I just saw the movie last night so you reminded me of it. Merely hmmmming at the content of your post.

You seem pretty comfortable with it so that's good.

>> No.8145429

>>8145406
Fuck yeah. It's a shame all the games after it were such let downs. How hard is it to make a rail shooter with branching paths?

>>8145426
Ah, I understand, sorry for misinterpreting.

>> No.8145438

>>8145030
>>>17 years old, still went to school but was a basically a NEET
No, retard. If you were still going to school, you were clearly in an educational program. I swear, half the people who claim they're NEETs are the same people who call every little quirk "autism".

>> No.8145451

>>8143811
:(

>> No.8145454

>>8145333
And this is depressing... because?

>> No.8145845

About ten years after my mom died I made her favorite Christmas dish at my nan's house. Everyone hated it, and it ruined Christmas. My cousins left to go to a bar instead and nan started crying because the house was empty.
I'm not allowed to cook in her house anymore, and haven't eaten any holiday foods since.

>> No.8145870

>>8144041
Good god. I think I need to stop reading this thread. Really do feel bad for you guys.

My childhood was just fine but I turned out to be a piece of shit alcoholic anyway. At least I don't have kids

>> No.8145914

>>8144041
>Encarta '95
I remember. I also remember there was a cool CD that had all movie/actor info on it. Like an IMDB but on a CD. Learned all about action movies, old Stallone and Schwarzenegger films and what not

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>>8145454
All those memories will be lost in time, like tears in rain.

Time to die

>> No.8145943

>>8142915
that's sad as fk. I hope you are at a better place in life now

>> No.8145980

>>8143372
that pic…
I Saw The Figure 5 In Golden?

>> No.8145993

>>8144004
As a fellow Belgian, I know what Frikandel XXL speciaal is, and I tell you my friend: Money. Well. Spent. RIP Opa

Unless you're Dutch, then you can just fuck off

>> No.8146020

>>8145928
Attack ships on fire on the should of Orion…
deep man

>> No.8146038

>>8145093
>he was a neet
He was in school, dumbass. Learn to read.

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>>8145180

>> No.8146079

Not too many luckily. However I remember one time my mom was out of town in business. So my father tried to cook pizza one night. His recipie was
Bobboli pizza crust
Ketchup for sauce
Parmasean cheese in the green can
Bac-o-bits
This was probably 28 years ago. And I can still remember the smell

>> No.8146199

>>8143886
The worst part is that for all the terrible things they do and say to you, in the dark of night when you're alone, you still wonder sometimes if they were right.

it still eats at me.

>> No.8146557

>>8142868
my dad does this, too
he usually a good cook, but his patties are way too small
now i overcompensate and my patties are usually too big

>> No.8146593

>>8145365
because this fucking story >>8145276 is so believable.

>> No.8146598

kraft dinner and unseasoned and usually overcooked ground beef.

My parents were sadists.

>> No.8147178

>that one person posting all the fake stories in this thread

I love u and they are funny

>> No.8147188

>>8142868
My mum makes roasts every week. One day, on a Tuesday (she does the roast every Monday) I got home at around 11pm. My phone had died, so I plugged it in and charged it. I had a fuckton of messages and missed calls from my dad. She had been taken to hospital. It was something with her heart. I wasn't home for dinner last night so there was a plate of her roast in the fridge.

I took the plate out and ate it without even warming it up in the dark on the kitchen floor thinking my mum was about to die. She was fine in the end.

>> No.8147273

>>8147188
Bet she was pissed you ate her roast

>> No.8147283

>>8142868
yooo, my mom wasn't a bad cook, but whenever she made burgers, she did the same damn thing.

>> No.8147325

>>8147273
It was for me

>> No.8147426

>>8142954
Sounds like bullshit bravado junior

>> No.8147460

>>8142968
I fucking hated shake and bake.
But I hated every meat my parents made. Found out when I got into cooking that they were just overcooking every meat to hell and back.
Didn't like steak until I was 17 and had a mid rare steak instead of well well well done.
Their roasts were awful too. Had a real roast at my first job and loved it.

Thankfully meat dishes were a rarity since we were not rich. every day was chicken noodle soup, PB&J, hotdogs, or egg in the middle of the bread.
I preferred that garbage over the meat.

The only meat they made that I liked (fucking loved) was a honey glazed ham.

>> No.8147470

>>8147426
>underestimating American gluttony

>> No.8147472

Jesus Christ does this entire board come from broken homes?

>> No.8147508

probably not my most depressing as i have an ED, but maybe outside of that

>be me, 10 years old
>dad lives in foreign country. visits his parents a couple times a year for a few weeks so spend a lot of time at grandparents'
>grandma could not cook for shit. always used to burn everything and didn't use spices/seasonings but insisted on being the one to always cook
>dad could cook but only ever did very spicy meals
>be picky eater
>grandma just made me a separate bowl of pasta
>cooked it in tons of butter and cheddar cheese which just made it slimy and greasy
>sometimes threw in a couple burnt packaged meatballs too
>ate it anyway because i wasn't an ungrateful shit
>tfw haven't let my grandparents cook for me in years

she also used to use proper, thick ham in my sandwiches with all the chewy fatty bits and a tablespoon or two of hard butter in every quarter. I'd usually pick the ham out and scrape all the butter off and just eat the bread.

>> No.8147521

>>8147472
Nah. But happy childhoods don't make good stories.
>both parents are chefs
>learned to cook at an early age
>impressing my friends with stuff from my grandfathers wine cellar.
I came to this thread to ogle poor people.

>> No.8147540

>late teens
>parents been planning to go to restaurant for mom's birthday
>mom decides to go to a steakhouse
>she doesn't like steaks but my spoiled ass has been raving about it
>the day comes
>i'm in high spirits all the way there
>mom's complaining all the time that her arm hurts or something
>get to the restaurant, get seated, order our food
>tastes good
>mom doesn't like hers
>berate her that it's good and there's something wrong with her if she doesn't like it
>says she can't eat anything and lets me have the rest of hers
>continue to berate her like an insufferable little cunt
>later find out she didn't eat anything because she was bloated from liver failure due to cancer
>she died half a year later

not really nostalgic but pretty depressing. never forgave myself for treating her so poorly right up until the end

>> No.8147552

>>8142868
I was kinda poor but my mom is an alright cook so I can't think of anything particularly depressing. We probably had those stretched thin meals on more than one occasion.

>> No.8147558

Once a week we had liver. With potatoes and some brown sauce. Every fucking week. Never had it since.

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>Had to leave my dog with my family when I left home for university
>get a call from family a week or so later
>"Anon, we haven't been able to get your dog to eat anything"
>"What?"
>"Your dog has just been sitting outside your door and scratching at it constantly since you left"
tfw miss my friend.

>> No.8147569

>>8143811
l o n d o n
o
n
d
o
n
... :(

>> No.8147571

>>8144004
i cried reading this
just cant take thinking about grand parents

>> No.8147789

>>8145438
Nice reading comprehension you fucking autistic NEET, I was basically a NEET as in it was my last year, I was failing all my classes and I had no future planned whatsoever.
You're acting like being a NEET is something to be proud off, >REEEEEEEE MUH FAKE NEETS

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I had endocrine and metabolism illnesses when I was a child, and one of the things I carried with me until very recently (so for about 21 years) was that when I began to eat I would get progressively hungrier throughout the meal. The more food I ate, the emptier my stomach felt. As a kid, it prompted some god awful table manners of me eating very quickly because I was hungry all the damn time.

So one day I was sitting with my mom and dad eating lasagna. We only had it on Easter and Christmas, so it would have been a holiday. And I guess I was eating ridiculously fast or I was being messy. I was 4 or 5 years old at the time, I think. 6 at the oldest. And my fucking father just went ballistic yelling at me, calling me a pig, actually making grunting and oinking sounds. This continued for a few minutes, I don't remember what my mom said but I just sat with my head down because I wasn't allowed to leave the table.

Don't ever mock your kid at the dinner table. There's nothing more embarrassing than being made a fool of while you're eating.

>> No.8148007

>>8145030
Sounds like my childhood. The worst is that the abusive asshole who moved in on my mom was also my dad's brother.

>> No.8148013

>>8143811
Sounds like a spoiled shit that wouldn't eat their veggies or calcium.

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The most depressing thing about the cheapest canned ravioli is that I haven't found it anywhere in years. Used to fucking love this shit as a kid.

>> No.8148039

>>8143100
Back when major supermarket chains first started serving hot chinese food, I ate the most rank chinese dinner I think i've ever had. Nowadays it's just you standard fare buffet-style greasy chinese food which is at least edible.

>> No.8148044

>>8147426
>junior
Go fuck yourself, sir.

>> No.8148072

Me being a dumbshit kid.

>not too wealthy growing up
>mom buys some mystery hotdogs from god knows where and makes italian hotdogs
>fuck yeah, scarf it down
>spend all night tossing and turning with stomach cramps and shitting hourly
>don't correlate it being from the hot dogs
>go to school, don't each anything all day because of ravaged gut
>start to feel slightly better and a little hungry at the end of the day
>awesome, more hotdogs
>wind-up with salmonella
A week of vomiting stomach acid and shitting out yellow water aren't my fondest memories.

>> No.8148090

>>8144146
Hipsters be trollin'

>> No.8148146

>>8142868
My mum got admitted to hospital for a blood infection , I was about 11 years old at the time and no family , so I somehow got left alone with no money or food in the house , no adults to look after me or take me to visit my mum, , I survived by eating tomatoes with a pinch of salt and cutting off the green mould from some sliced bread , still had to go to school during that and when I asked a dinner lady for some leftovers she was about to give me some till the head dinner lady told her off

>> No.8148382

just happened this summer

>visit friends in New Mexico
>basically not a great area, lots of billboards with diabetes signs
>land is Native American land
>visit while they have an annual feast festival
>be vegan but am low key about it. Basically trying to stay dairy and meat free as much as i can while im there
>due to only being walmart there i find it difficult to eat vegan there, and start eating more cheese and shit
>whatever on vacation texmex food is bomb i can cheat
>festival day comes, eat pork stew and loads of other stuff i probably shouldn't have touched
>dont feel right that night
>next day its armageddon
>in fetal position most of day
>only movement is to limp to the bathroom to shit
>hold off vomiting for 4 hours
>finally give in
>holyfuckifeelsomuchbetter.jpeg
>vomit 4 more times that day by evening i feel more functional
>next day physically weak but no nausea

so yea getting food poisoning in a house with no ac sucked. Havent touched meat since. I can still tolerate dairy and cheese with no nausea

>> No.8148401

I was a freshman in college visiting Austin to see the Athiest Experience live with my edgelord friends. We ended up at an open bar on fifth street. My friends dragged me to the car, and I was drunk for the next day and a half, making some of them have the theory I had been drugged at some point. It was also my first experience with being hungover despite a childhood of day drinking vodka. I just remember flickers of the trip. The legs of dancers at the club, lights falling in and out like I was underwater. Eating pork soup in the rain while we waited to drive home.

That was the best fucking soup I've ever had. The broth was perfect, and the noodles were thick and rich and perfectly soaked in broth. The pork chunks were as large as my palms, and coated in fat and cartilage and thin green onions.

I'm so glad that soup was there for me when I needed it. I don't think I'll ever have soup like that again.

>> No.8148416

>>8147789
>>>"A NEET or neet is a young person who is "Not in Education, Employment, or Training".

From your first post:
>STILL WENT TO SCHOOL but was a basically a NEET

Now:
>I was basically a NEET as in it was my last year"

Whether you were in your last year, your first year or anything in between, you weren't a NEET, you retarded fucking faggot. You were in school, regardless of whether you were pulling straight A's in your classes or whether you were skipping half of them to have trains pulled on you by the teachers from the math department.

No one is acting "proud" of NEETs; you're just so god damned retarded that you can't bother to actually figure out what a NEET even is.

>> No.8148435

>>8148013
Still there is no excuse for abusing your child over few slices of tomato

>> No.8148444

>>8142868
By the time I was a teenager dad was making serious coin and mom had become a good cook. But when I was very young neither was the case. Some of my early food memories are of Depression Era cheap food mom would feed us kids when dad was on business trips. The worst dishes I remember:

Fried hot dogs with homefries and canned baked beans for dinner.

Fish sticks served with Kraft dinner and canned stewed tomatoes.

Casserole of Spam, Ragu sauce and pasta shells.

Casserole of canned salmon, eggs, milk and white bread. (My brother refused to eat that).

"Chili" made with ground beef, kidney beans, tomatoes and a teaspoon of storebought chili powder.

Chicken "cacciatore", which was chicken thighs boiled in Ragu sauce served with spaghetti.

Every dish involving Ragu sauce was served with a green can of Kraft "cheese" at the table. But at least we NEVER went hungry.

>> No.8148743

>>8148416
Your autism is showing

>> No.8148795

>>8148743
It's silly to care so much, but the original poster was incorrect.

He was only a boy staring down the barrel of a life of NEET-dom.

>> No.8148924

was lower middle class w/ single mom. never ate lunch once in hs. love my mom but she never gave me anything to take or money after middle school.

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thread reminds me of the ace man. if you ain't familiar you best recognize. dude crapped in a decorative popcorn tin when his parents made him live in the garage.

>> No.8148975

in communism did they have free candy stores?

>> No.8149006

When I was little, my parents would take me to the dentist, but i was a stubborn child, and refused the various meds the dentist would try to give me. So, my parents started taking me to Mcdonalds before the appointments. they would order ice cream, and break open the med capsules and spread the medicine on the ice cream. It was disgusting and bitter, but i would eat through the meds to get to the delicious ice cream.

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>>8143886
>Why do these threads always turn into child abuse threads?

Why do you think?

Every thread on 4chan about childhood is like this

>> No.8149348

>>8148382
that's pretty much exactly how food poisoning was for me

>dad has a friend who owns a shawarma place
>dont usually trust small food places
>keep telling my dad im not hungry and that i already ate
>his friend says "trust me it's good"
>eat it anyways so that i don't offend my dad and his friend who was with us
>get sick as fuck at night and all day the next few days


burning/paining stomach and diarrhea and then finally puking
every time i puked i felt a bit better for a little while
i remember the worst part was that i had like literally no energy for days and my stomach burned for a long time after i was sick

still feel literally sick every time i think of that spinning meat

>> No.8149392

Hot dogs always remind me of when my parents just got divorced. My dad used to buy tons of them cause he was too depressed or drunk to cook.

Cheap frozen "steaks" (the 50% fat content kind) taste like poverty to me too.

>> No.8149765

>>8147521
>>both parents are chefs
Who exactly are you ogling sport?

Because speaking as a chef, they are poor people.

>One parent yuro aristocracy, the other high ranked prof/research scientist
God bless being born in the right family.

>> No.8149777

>>8149765
i would never want pretentious "friends" impressed with my gf wine collection

>> No.8149861

Not an 'omg abuse' type situation, however, certain foods bring about some feels for me concerning my estranged biological dad. He and my mom split when I was still a baby. They shared a house on a plot of land with his grandfather's run-down house on the same plot. Mom divorced him because he'd beat her shit and was always caught cheating on her at local bars. He went apeshit and burned our original house down and blamed it on a wood stove. Arson squad couldn't prove it was him or some shit. Despite all this he still somehow got partial custody of me, and made sure he "got his time" because he was paying for the product (me) via child support.

So essentially a lot of my childhood weekends were spent up on a hill with no friends or tv, usually alone. Or in a boatyard where he worked as a jet-ski renter. Come mealtime I was always ravenous bc while he drank beer the whole day I largely had nothing to eat. He always teased me for being fat, but the irony is I overate because I'd never know when I'd get a next meal.
He snuck me into a lot of bars so I remember eating chicken wings and cola. Wings are still one of my favorite things to eat.
When he finally started to date a new whorebag we ate out less so he'd have more money for her. There were a lot of winters where I spent all my time in the garage watching him work on cars, and then for dinner he'd shovel out the propane grill to cook. Grilled fish is my favorite because he'd be grilling haddock in three feet of snow.

He fooled court officials by installing things like a shower, toilet, and a stove but they all didn't work for years. I showered using well water from the basement, we shit in a boat port-o-potty in the attic, and if we wanted food we'd buy prepared, go out, or grill. My dad even had a spoof bed for me to prove I had my own "room" but underneath the covers the bed was chewed up by rats and in a cold area of the house bc of the open walls. He always warned me not to snitch, so I didn't.

>> No.8150001

>>8142868
Ketchup and noodles with a little ground beef

>> No.8150707

>>8143811
I remember my dad mopped the floor with me slapping me around and shit trying to make me swallow a pill, being young i couldn't swallow pills and it felt unnatural he was giving me a hiding in the kitchen forcing me to swallow this pill and im like crying and shit. He even tried to put jam on it to make me swallow it, fuck that cunt has like zero patience, fgt.

But I still love him, and do believe you should hit your kids.. just don't go too overboard with it.

>> No.8150927

>>8142868
Why does /ck/ have the most fucked childhood memories? Do we eat to fill the void?.

>> No.8150945
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>What is your most depressing memory about food that you can remember?

In Mountain Phase of US Army Ranger school, I was sent out on LP/OP. Wile I was gone, someone stole my food from my rucksack. Understandably, the Ranger Instructors couldn't replace my meals because I could have been lying and had already eaten them. But we were given just one meal per day. To give you an idea about the physicality vs sustenance, I lost 30 lbs in eight days. I went from 163 to 133. So every morsel of food is important.

I got fucked over by an immoral dirt bag. But for the rest of his life he will live knowing he wears a Ranger tab because he was a buddy fucker.

>> No.8150959

>>8145030
That sounds like what I went through last year. I had to move back in with my mother and my stepfather did that exact same shit, only a bit more passive aggressively. When I first moved in it wasn't bad, but over time got worse and worse, to the point where I wouldn't even come out to eat if he was home. I ended up gaining 30lbs in 6 months because all I did was eat white rice, PB sandwiches, and popcorn.

>in the beginning I ate dinner with them
>things slowly got weirder and weirder (ex. they'd eat in the living room, and I'd sit in the dining room alone)
>one day come home, he's eating an entire delivery pizza by himself
>make myself a PB sandwich and he stares at me the entire time
>my mom comes home later that night, asks why I didn't eat the pizza she bought for us to share
>wut.jpg
>tell her there wasn't a pizza out there
>she looks and doesn't see it, so she asks my stepdad where it went
>it turns out he hid the second pizza in the oven until my mom got home

>> No.8150968

>>8150945
We have a saying in the Corps: There is only one thief in the Marine Corps. Everyone else is just trying to get their stuff back.

>> No.8151031

My Mother is one of the worst cooks I know, her diet consists of "Burnt to a fucking crisp" steak, carbs and alcohol why she isn't diabetic by know is a bloody miracle.

whenever she would make any kind of Pasta and Sauce she would always find the cheapest pasta sauce and throw frozen peppers into it, as well as those cheap canned mushrooms, tasted like complete shit. it's one of the reasons I hate mushrooms.

the only thing good she makes is a cheap marinated salad, chop up some celery, carrots, beets and cauliflower, throw in some cheap Italian salad dressing aand let it sit for a few hours. best dish she ever made.

>> No.8151042
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>>8150945
>story about ranger school
>posts a bat patch
STOLEN VALOR DETECTED

Wanna hear a real hero's chow story?

>be me
>13F, most lethal weapon system in army inventory
>be onna OP calling fire with two other FOs
>supply faggots from infantry company fail to resupply for four days
>finally radio for resupply after being without food for a day
>supply faggots do a literal drive-by resupply
>hurl a couple cans of T-rats from a humvee while firing blanks at us
>"ENJOY YOUR DINNER FAGGOTS"
>no flatware
>no p-38 to open cans
>chop 'em open with e-tool and bayonets
>eat like pigs out of trough

>>8150968
We have a saying in the Army. All Marines are faggots.

>> No.8151049

>>8151031
>"Burnt to a fucking crisp" steak
omfg same here. i always thought i hated steak until i actually went to a restaurant and ordered one medium rare (because i heard it all the time in movies) and fucking loved it.
so many wasted steaks in my childhood. they were always overcooked, thin as FUCK, and too tough.

>> No.8151142

>>8143106
Tompkins please point your rear end in the direction of the principals office.

>> No.8152262

>>8143106
Pizza belongs in a triangle.