My father made a stellar sauerkraut pizza once. It was amazing in every sense of the word in that it tasted so hilariously bad that everything else ended up being a real treat in comparison. Makes you develop a deep appreciation for all kinds of foods and flavors.
Does that count?
While I am not kidding, my mother and other members of my family actually were decent cooks. Sadly, that never really rubbed off on me or my father.
I suppose you're right.
My father made a stellar sauerkraut pizza once. It was amazing in every sense of the word in that it tasted so hilariously bad that everything else ended up being a real treat in comparison. Makes you develop a deep appreciation for all kinds of foods and flavors.
Does that count?
While I am not kidding, my mother and other members of my family actually were decent cooks. Sadly, that never really rubbed off on me or my father.
hahaha that is hilarious. Similar to my husband having to eat my experiments!
Well, as long as you make it up to him by letting him eat South African milktarts it's cool.