Country Crock Pumpkin Spread is a real thing that exists?!?

I've had fermented horse milk and fermented camel milk (kumyz and shubat). They were both extremely sour, but I finished both glasses by alternating with sips of black tea. It sounds like someone on the Jezebel staff might have been to Kazakhstan, which is where I sampled these items. I had a chance to sample sheep…

One of those big cave cricket spiders. But not on purpose. I was at Mammoth Cave on my sophomore trip and one of the chaperones pulled it off the wall and THREW IT IN MY MOUTH.

One day, I was home visiting my parents. I got a sudden craving for chocolate so I dug around the kitchen and finally found some boxes of baking chocolate. I take it into the living room to eat while watching tv. First bite, I notice it tastes a little off but figured it was just kind of old and was losing flavor.…

I've got one. It was the middle of the night and I had probably had a drink or two. Woke up hungry, wandered into the dark kitchen and pulled the sesame rice cakes out. I was halfway through one, standing up by the pantry when I looked down and realized the top of it WAS MOVING, A LOT. Pantry moth/weevil infestation.…

I grew up in a house in the middle of the woods with a serious insect problem. My parents were big on keeping all doors and windows open ("We moved out to the country so you girls could breathe in fresh air"), so lots of creepy crawlies got in.

No one ever believes me when I say Midwest food is the worst. Nothing there is fresh. Nothing. If you're lucky enough to be served a vegetable, there's a 95% chance it came out of a can. Don't even get me started on the abomination that is jello salad.

I would cry if Iu had to eat a baby octopus. :( They're so cute!

This is going to sound weird, gross, & kind of troubling but I swear it's true. My father (Gestapo Leo as we called him) was born in Szentpeterfa, Hungary. After the 56' revolution my uncle got out & after a few years sent for my father. When I was 14 we went to visit (my 3rd time). Everything is pretty old-school…

my Fathers mother is not a good cook anymore. But she used to be.

This actually isn't that gross, because it's delicious, but I lived on and off in China for several years and my Chinese is OK, but things still get lost on me (I'm not Chinese at all). My best, dearest Chinese friend ordered tian ji (田鸡）which literally means "field chicken". I was chowing down on the tian ji…

Oh, joy — finally a time to capitalize on a bizarre and often mindbogglingly childhood. Monsterpuss's Dad is of the creed that eating habits are testament to one's character — and that seeking out the slimy, the fetid, and the possibly poisonous in your backyard means you are more clever, more attractive, possibly…

I always get suggestible when reading so I've had a hot hard boiled egg sandwich with mayo after reading a lot of Sue Grafton. I also tried making klava after spending decades reading Steven Brust. I did a whole menu on Nero Wolfe food. I've done entire retro themed dinners too. The grossest thing I ever felt I've…

I moved from Texas to deep south Louisiana for a job at a community newspaper about eight years ago. I live on the bayou among the Cajuns, who are notorious for eating just about anything. This is true. I have had squirrel and frogs legs and hogs head cheese like it ain't no thang since moving here.

You missed a golden opportunity for disgusting eating in Scotland. Haggis is wonderful and not gross at all. Deep fried pizza, on the other hand, is the work of Satan.

I don't think any of these foods that I've tried are gross, but could be classified as weird:

Your brain is so ruggedly handsome in it's confusion!

You cannot kill Hitler without destroying the universe because it creates a paradox.

This is what my brain looks like after reading that headline:

The creeps are basically some of my coworkers, except they're not hitting on me. They're just terrible at social boundaries. The girl's face at 1:25 is my face all the time.