Fluffy...Mackerel...Pudding...
Can someone please explain what is happening here? I am so horrified by the idea of this dish, I am going to need some time alone to contemplate life and where I fit in the universe. This recipe has shaken me to the core. Nothing makes sense anymore.
Fluffy? Mackerel? Pudding? Why God, Why???
Say it with me, people: Thanks, but No Thanks!
9 comments:
Come on over to Doing A 180 honey. I've got a great recipe posted today that will ease your pain. I think it might actually fit your 1972 plan!
I love how it's categorized under "Convenience Fish." Because a squeeze of lemon and 5 min. under the broiler is such a *chore*-lol!
whoa! eeewww TBNT! :) hehe
My mind is imagining women all over America making Fluffy Mackerel Pudding and then toilets flushing all over America immediately after one taste. Yuck yuck and double yuck!!
Fluffy, Mackerel, Pudding.......I just can't imagine. I keep reading it over and over. Could you imagine being invited to someone's home for dinner and they served this? Yikes!!!
First of all... WHO would even dream thisdisaster or a recipe up? who would print it? And who would make it!OH MY!
I couldn't agree with you more. It even makes those milkshakes I've been drinking twice a day sound yummy!
One word for you: PUKE!
It's a wonder that 1972 WW followers didn't turn to booze en masse (in throves) after looking at that recipe!
You're blog is hilarous! I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing out loud in work!
Keep on rollin' out the gross stuff!
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