I've been slapped in the face insulted!

Fieldthistle,
You have daughter's b/f w/ the Village Idiot nickname also? We had another I nicknamed DAAP (dumb as a post, and yes I know the the correct meaning of dumb) who to this day has not figured it out.

My question is why weren't those dogs being served???? It's the 4th of July, anyone who didn't eat a hotdog should be punished. It's the American thing to do.....BigDog!!

I forgot to mention. My sister had a boyfriend we called "The Sponge" because a sponge is the lowest form of life. He was pretty bad.

DT

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Originally posted by bigdog540

My question is why weren't those dogs being served???? It's the 4th of July, anyone who didn't eat a hotdog should be punished. It's the American thing to do.....BigDog!!

Because anyone can grill a hotdog and I like to show off my talent by doing something that takes some skill. Yes I take some pride in my BBQ skills. Plus the family really likes ribs.

MikeS.

This kid was rude. But if it was his first meal at your house your daughter or the cook should have asked if he had any strange dietary requirements. BTW I would classify eating a whole pack of dogs as opposed to a rack of ribs as VERY strange.

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Originally posted by Davwud
The other question I have is how can he possibly be a red neck if he doesn't like ribs. "It's like Elton John thumbing through a Hustler. It don't make no sense."

Elton John is bisexual. One of his quotes which I'm sure I won't exactly correct went something like...
"Being bisexual doubles your odds for getting lucky on a Saturday night"

Does anyone remember being a teenager and dating a new girl, going to her home and her dad is in the recliner in the living room, and being introduced to the "ole man", and he kinda grunts, gives you a sidelong glance, doesn't welcome you, extend a hand or anything? It was almost like you didn't exist. It seems like all the girls that I dated had fathers like this, and I must say I may have turned into that same kind of Dad.
But--well, now, I may not be the brightest guy in the world, but if I liked the girl, hey--I would have loved your BBQ!

I'm amazed at the response to this topic. Maybe the kid doesn't like ribs, or better yet maybe he has an aversion to them. Would you rather he just didn't eat? I personally don't like ribs but might eat them if they were all that was available. I have an aversion to seafood (you might as well ask me to eat worms) I don't know if I would like the taste of sea food, because I can't put it in my mouth (Ihave tried). Sounds to me like he is just straight forward. He ought to really think about being involved with a family that is so senstive and judgmental. Personally when I BBQ, I always have a few franks on the grill for those who prefer them. Rude is in the manner in which you ask, not that you ask.

Just a technical note: when taking classes in anatomy and health and nutrition, (i'm a RN) we had disscussion about forcing kids to eat what they don't like. First we were taught that taste buds are much more sensitive when we are are young and they become less so as we age, thus we don't aquire a taste for strong flavors but start to lose our aversions to them as we become less sensative to them. Ie; green leafy veggies.

Certurtl brings up an interesting issue about how our taste buds "age" (sorry for bringing this slightly off-topic, but I will compensate by saying that I have been to a few picnics, barbeques, etc., where the main dish was not pleasing to my tastes, and rather than embarass the cook, I just made due with the side dishes...if we are reasonably healthy, we can all do this...and then head out for take-out food later if we are really starving!!)..

I was told that our taste buds age in an "arc": in other words, we are sensitive to strong flavors early in life, we can appreciate them and consume quantities of them in our teens, twenties, and thirties, (and maybe our forties and fifties, sixites) and we are sensitive to them in our twilight years (which would explain the fact that my grandmother, who was raised in a hot pepper eating household, can't tolerate spicy anymore; as I advance into middle age, my love for hot, hot, hot and spicy is waning, too).

This brings back bad memories lol When I was a teenager and dating I dreaded being asked to eat at his mothers house. We kept kosher and many have no clue what it means much less how to do it.

Not to say I didn't stray often of my own accord, but his mother and my mother talked and if my mama knew I was eating pork she'd have some kind of fit that included a strange foaming at the mouth thing that was really unattractive.

Granted I'd never ask her to fix me anything different but some of us do/did have manners and just declined whatever we didn't want. I was also told I never had to give a reason for declining, just say no thank you and eat when I got home.

Now I only keep kosher on high holy days and my mother never eats at my house because of it. So I can certainly feel for the young man but think he needs to learn some manners about how to deal with it.

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Originally posted by MikeSh

He was invited into the freezer, I'd asked him to get something out of it. Turns out he was raised in a vegetarian household and doesn't have a lot of experience with the finer cuts of meats. He's been to the house 3 or 4 times but this was the first meal. Since I found out that he doesn't like much in the way of meats I know that I'll never fix him a ribeye steak or a beef tenderloin roast!

I buy the ball parks for the little ones that are always hanging around. Me, I eat either Noar's Head or Nathans.

The guy is a redneck thru and thru. He reminds me of Larry the Cable-Guy and I jokingly call him Larry. His name is Joe. He's friendly and helpful and seems to treat the daughter well.

I was just really put off when he asked for hotdogs before he even tried the ribs.

If I cook for him again I'll be the gracious host and ask if he'll want the meat du jour or rather I cook him some dogs or hamburger patties.

He did eat the whole pack of dogs BTW...

MikeS.

Hmmm.. I never met a redneck vegetarian. How old was he? If he was invited into the freezer, I would assume he was being offered a choice. I don't understand why you ever took offense. As a host I never expect my guests to have the same tastes I do. I'm a very fussy eater and respect others tastes. I don't take food at a picnic, that I know I don't eat. I don't feel obligated to try something just because it is being served. I would rather defer the choice than leave it on my plate. My mother-in-law used to include giblets in her turkey stuffing inspite of the fact that she knew I had a strong aversion to them. I never felt obligated, nor did I ever try them. My sister in law thought she slipped one by my husband by announcing that the pie he was eating was sweet potato (not pumpkin). He has an aversion to sweet potatos (she knew it) He promptly gagged and ran to the restroom to hurl. I try to please my guests rather than expect them to please me.

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Originally posted by emilylgervais

WASN'T THIS KID TAUGHT THAT WHEN INVITED INTO SOMEONE'S HOME YOU EAT WHAT IS SERVED?

Thank God somebody finally said that! When I was a little bitty kid (5? 6?) I hated creamed corn. My "girlfriend" asked me over for Sunday lunch or something, and it was on the menu. I remember going hnome and telling my parents very proudly that I had eaten the stuff and nobody could tell I despised it. (Which, today, I don't.)

But to change the subject, I have two married daughters. Both seem reasonably happy with their spice. And any time I start fretting that "their husbands aren't good enough for them"--stupid, but part of being a f-i-l, I just remind myself that I didn't marry the guys, they did. Ain't none of my business as long as the kids are ± happy and not abused. Makes for pretty good relationships all around.

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This is the most unwelcoming board I have ever seen. =

C'mon, M, you know better than that! You've been around RF almost as long as I have, and people let us live nonetheless. Sometimes folks--never me!! --just have off, intolerant, days.

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Originally posted by Peachpie9I've been away from Roadfood for awhile for personal reasons. I checked back out of nostalgia and found that most of those reasons have migrated elsewhere. One thing I loved and love still, and always expect to find at RoadFood.com, is PASSION

And welcome home! It's been too long.

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Originally posted by Rick F.

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Originally posted by emilylgervais

WASN'T THIS KID TAUGHT THAT WHEN INVITED INTO SOMEONE'S HOME YOU EAT WHAT IS SERVED?

Thank God somebody finally said that! When I was a little bitty kid (5? 6?) I hated creamed corn. My "girlfriend" asked me over for Sunday lunch or something, and it was on the menu. I remember going hnome and telling my parents very proudly that I had eaten the stuff and nobody could tell I despised it. (Which, today, I don't.)

But to change the subject, I have two married daughters. Both seem reasonably happy with their spice. And any time I start fretting that "their husbands aren't good enough for them"--stupid, but part of being a f-i-l, I just remind myself that I didn't marry the guys, they did. Ain't none of my business as long as the kids are ± happy and not abused. Makes for pretty good relationships all around.

Rick, I am glad you said that. I will take your advice about your son in law. I only have one daughter and her husband is a wonderful guy. Deacon in the church, works as a pharmaceutical rep, takes care of his two boys and all around he is very good except he lacks the ambition and intensity I desired for my daughter.

You help remind me that it is not important what I wish. Only that my daughter and grandchildren are happy.

Thanks again.

Paul E. Smith
Knoxville, TN