They used to put the damn pickle on the frozen ones, it contaminated the bun and I actually bitched about it to WC and was beyond happy when the pickle disappeared. 4 sliders? Seriously? The six pack frozen are good for a lunch, but normally, I want a dozen, a couple of times a year. I have to drive to Ann Arbor or a…

Indiana.

Wasn’t that one of his son’s house?

He might need to free some cash for his NHRA Funny Car and Top Fuel teams. So far, Mrs. Stewart isn’t doing all that great in the driving department. Matt Hagan is doing fine in the Funny Car though. 

I would guess it’s Leah, the new wife, wants a new house, not Tony. I known several men whose wives insisted on moving/building a new house almost as soon as they came back from their honeymoon. The guy across the street from me went from a paid off $250,000 house (That was pretty high back then for the area) to a…

Fried pickles are just another way of putting something I don’t want into a screwed up order. I don’t want pickles on anything, fried or not. 

If it’s Wendy’s, no matter how many times I say, “NO CHEESE”, it’s on there about 50% of the time. They seem to understand “Plain”(leave all the crap off), but them defaulting to putting cheese on their burgers has them screwing up a lot. One time late last year, I was wanting to go to Arby’s, but they were out of…

I have no problem remembering my orders, I don’t need to repeat them to myself. My mother didn’t even do that at 87 years old.

I go to Culver’s after I get off work in the morning most of the time. Right when they open up at 10am. Many times, I’m the first customer of the day. It took awhile, but they haven’t screwed up my order in some time now. I kind of liked the free food the manager gave me when they messed it up.

I was so disappointed in Whataburger when I went. My friend who raved about it said I just got a bad one, so we went together and I was even more disappointed with it. He looked at me like I was an alien from another planet. Culver’s crushes any fast food burger, and fish sandwich I’ve ever had at a fast food place.…

I couldn’t disagree more. 

I’ve never had a fast food burger as good as the double Butterburger I get at Culver’s. As far as fries go, make mine fresh cut right into the oil. Crispy fries are usually not great, IMHO.

There used to be a place here in Toledo called “Gus’s/Carol’s/?? Yum Yum Hut” where the burgers were “OK”, but those fresh cut fries were just so great. On top of the great fries, there was some place across the street that had a bunch of chickens that fought with each other and crossed a very busy road time after…

That interior would be a turn off for me, I don’t want anything but black/charcoal inside a vehicle. I would imagine, but I’m too lazy to check, that there would be a black/grey option available. I wouldn’t want to look at that white/caramel interior for years, that’s for sure.

Oh, later on, my grandmother would come over about every two weeks and make home made chicken and egg noodles. When I saw that damn rolling pin, I knew I was in for a night of horrors. First off, I don’t like poultry, I don’t hate it, but I don’t understand it’s appeal unless it’s fried. And almost any non Tuna,…

Well, I’m almost as much as a dairy/cheese hater as I am a tomato hater. So no, I haven’t explored all the sub forms of Pizza. As close as I get to one is peanut butter (Jif crunchy for me) and some decent smoked ham/Canadian bacon on a pita. Beets? Just the smell of them nauseates me. My dad loved Borsht, mustard…

Hurting would have been if my mother had continued to try to get me to eat spaghetti as a baby. I made it more than clear to my dad and my sister that I was totally disgusted by it. It took me eating the plain noodles to make the light bulb finally go off in her head, “Oh, he doesn’t like the sauce!”. Mom wasn’t…

Pizza and any other thing with tomatoes and/or cheese is what most of my nightmares are about, being forced to eat them. 

I love potatoes, but the others? Nope, they range from “Uhh, no thanks!” to “Oh God No!”.

Nope, it’s gone into my mouth several times, but never swallowed. And as soon as my mother finally stopped trying to shove spaghetti into my mouth at about 15 months old, I haven’t had a bite of any tomato anything, except when a fast food order hasn’t been checked and they slip a ketchuped burger into the bag, and I…