I love peanut butter cookies too!I would be disappointed too. Oatmeal raisin cookies are OK but nothing beats Nestle Toll House chocolate chip cookies, not even peanut butter cookies and I love them.
I love peanut butter cookies too!I would be disappointed too. Oatmeal raisin cookies are OK but nothing beats Nestle Toll House chocolate chip cookies, not even peanut butter cookies and I love them.
Actually it is a kind of candy over here in America. It's kind of like a cross between taffy and marshmallow. Never had figured out why they call them peanuts. But they sure are good.
Frog legs have a *similar* texture to chicken, but a totally different flavor.Chicken tastes like frog legs. Yes, I have actually consumed such a thing. Chicken tastes like rabbit too.
Completely agree about the okra!Boiled okra. Just as soon eat snot. My dad loved turnip greens - grew them out in his back yard. One time he cooked turnips and told me they were potatoes. I about gagged and never trusted him again.
Actually it is a kind of candy over here in America. It's kind of like a cross between taffy and marshmallow. Never had figured out why they call them peanuts. But they sure are good.
Oh...so that's what a circus peanut is.
When you tell a really big lie, it is colloquially referred to as a Whopper. Hence the name, because of the misleading way in which they describe the sandwich.Burger King.............WHOPPER...........seriously?
If you're gonna go for rooster bullets you also gotta mention cow pies. Nothing like a real pie.Mountain Oysters............
Rooster Bullets...........
Where is the love??I've heard the Black Eyed Peas. I never thought they were good. Not as solo artists either.![]()
This isn’t wrongly described, but maybe wrongly presented? I hated the way most veggies were cooked growing up. There are quite a few that I love now that I eat them raw or steamed. Spinach and broccoli are two of my faves, but I couldn’t stand them growing up. Same with peas. I’d have to wrap those in bread to choke them down at dinner time, but I loved eating them from the pod when we visited my grandpa. (He hated us going through his garden)