When I was growing up Pizza came in kit form in a box. A little package of crust mix, a can of sauce, and a little packet of "cheese." There may have been a version with pepperoni as well.

My mother's worst meal was pigs in a blanket. Not the delicious kind of pigs in a blanket (sausage wrapped in some variety of pastry/biscuit/pancakge), the disgusting kind made with cabbage.

By the age of 7, I had also taken to locking her out of the house if she tried to make sauerkraut or borscht in the house because I hated the smell. Somehow I won that battle instead of getting my hide tanned, and she made it on the side burner of the grill going forward.

This is amazing. I can't believe I've never thought of this.

It certainly made my top 10 ^

How on earth do you make pigs in blankets with cabbage?

In my house pigs in blankets is a sausage wrapped in bacon.

When my mother cooked she did an excellent job, but because of my father's job she didn't cook often.

We had really bad food in boarding school.

And I have a sister, good lord is she bad, she is world renownd in her field, but can't boil an egg if she had to. So, they hired a cook, he was so bad that normally I would eat before I went to her house for lunch/dinner.

Food wasn't important to her, thus it went down to her kids. Food isn't important. They could survive on over boiled pasta with ketchup. (yes she had done it for her kids).


I asked my kids if I am a good cook and what is my worst dish, they said I am a fabulous cook, that is why all their friends prefer to eat at the house rather than at restaurants when they visit us.

Guess I have to give them a good Xmas gift. :D

Was often our Sunday night meal when I was a child:

I'm flattered that you think so. It almost makes 16 years of eating her cooking worthwhile.

We went to a potluck party yesterday, helped ourselves to some lovely looking potato salad and looked at each other in astonishment when we bit down and found the potatoes utterly raw. Okay, it wasn't my mother, but somebody made the worst potato salad I've ever had.

I've known so many people like your sister. Is cooking really that difficult? Obviously I don't cook much but it is hard to understand why so many people struggle with just the basics. Whatever my wife makes (never uses is a recipe), is invariably outstanding. I usually just close my eyes and inhale. On the other hand, it usually means that every meal involving cooking for family parties falls on her shoulders.

I hope we get the answer to this. I'm totally perplexed at how one would get cabbage into a pig in a blanked.

I can only assume that the cabbage is susbstituted for the bacon.Though how anyone could do anything so sacreligious is beyond me

My sister, for her and her family food is just fuel. You should see how she orders in restos. I never ever take her to any of my restaurants. EVER.

Food isn't an essential part for her.

My kids are developing into better cooks than I. We had dinner with BamaVol Jr #3 this week. He brewed his own red ale, used it to make beer bread and beer batter. Used both to make deep fried, grilled brie sandwiches. The acorn is falling further and further from the oak!

I had forgotten about those. Probably a good reason for that.:D Only had them a few times, and never the pepperoni. Jeez, we're talking the mid 60s here...

I remember that pizza box and also the spaghetti. As a kid, I liked it. Not a worst meal at all. Always good dinners in my parent's home. Off topic a bit, but if Chef Boyardi is the most processed type food of your childhood, that generation is less fat than younger people.
It was in the 70's that additives and carryout began undermining the diet of Americans.