- Jul 17, 2009
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When I was in college I had two male roommates. In exchange for playing "house mom" (doing all the cooking & cleaning, sometimes drunk housemate care) I paid very little rent.
I am a decent cook, and the guys never complained. Once I was making tacos, and the top of the Costco taco seasoning popped off, dumping a HUGE pile of it in the middle of the pan. The meat was spared, so I just scooped all the meat out, washed the pan, and finished cooking. Well, I guess I forgot about how quickly the grease would absorb the salt in the seasoning---I served up the boys' dinner, got distracted, and 10 min later sat down to eat. One bite and I almost threw up--it was like chewing on chalk and a salt lick.
My housemates had cleaned their plates, and when I asked why they hadn't said anything they said, "We didn't want to hurt your feelings". It took me 10 minutes of rinsing my mouth to get the taste out! I ended up going out for Taco Bell, and they spent the night sick on the couch.
I am a decent cook, and the guys never complained. Once I was making tacos, and the top of the Costco taco seasoning popped off, dumping a HUGE pile of it in the middle of the pan. The meat was spared, so I just scooped all the meat out, washed the pan, and finished cooking. Well, I guess I forgot about how quickly the grease would absorb the salt in the seasoning---I served up the boys' dinner, got distracted, and 10 min later sat down to eat. One bite and I almost threw up--it was like chewing on chalk and a salt lick.
My housemates had cleaned their plates, and when I asked why they hadn't said anything they said, "We didn't want to hurt your feelings". It took me 10 minutes of rinsing my mouth to get the taste out! I ended up going out for Taco Bell, and they spent the night sick on the couch.

