Disgusting Things I Have Eaten

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“If you’re so depressed, how come you’re eating pizza?” - Lucas

“If you’re so depressed, how come you’re eating pizza?” - Lucas

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Chef at Chelsea restaurant offers customers a taste of cheese made from his wife’s breast milk | NYPOST.com

Via NY Post:

This Chelsea restaurant has gone from brasserie to brassiere.

Chef Daniel Angerer is letting diners at Klee Brasserie munch on cheese made from his wife’s breast milk.

“It tastes like cow’s-milk cheese, kind of sweet,” he told The Post.

The flavor depends on what the cheese is served with—Angerer recommends a Riesling — and “what the mother eats,” said Angerer, who once bested Bobby Flay on TV’s “Iron Chef.”

Breast milk doesn’t curdle well due to its low protein content, so a little moo juice has to be added to round out the texture

[Previously: Placenta Teddy Bear]

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2 Pac, Biggie, Big L - “Deadly Combination” (UNRELEASED!!!)

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Hey you guys can we talk for a sec? So today was the second time in seven days that I ate at Monster Sushi on 23rd street to cash in on the five frequent flyer miles per dollar I get every time I eat there. It is also the second time in as many visits that I have been overcome immediately after with abdominal pain that shouldn’t be discussed in polite company.
And so I’d like to announce a new permanent feature around here. The recurring Places I Have Gotten Food Poisoning now has its own official permanent home. You can stay up to date on the goings on and know where to avoid simply by clicking the link in the upper right hand corner. Do stop by and have a look around.

Hey you guys can we talk for a sec? So today was the second time in seven days that I ate at Monster Sushi on 23rd street to cash in on the five frequent flyer miles per dollar I get every time I eat there. It is also the second time in as many visits that I have been overcome immediately after with abdominal pain that shouldn’t be discussed in polite company.

And so I’d like to announce a new permanent feature around here. The recurring Places I Have Gotten Food Poisoning now has its own official permanent home. You can stay up to date on the goings on and know where to avoid simply by clicking the link in the upper right hand corner. Do stop by and have a look around.

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Biggie Smalls - “Juicy” (Pete Rock Original Version)

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Notorious B.I.G. - “Going Back To Cali”

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…Before they were martyrs.

…Before they were martyrs.

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Boomtown Rats - “I Don’t Like Mondays”

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smotheredinblogs asked: Dear Disgusting,
Have you ever linked your own sausage?

During a Thanksgiving weekend sometime many years from now when my life story is used as the basis of a bittersweet movie about the power of redemption that defies both race and class divides in a cancer ward where I will take stock of my life and the things I have and haven’t done I can only hope that this one has been crossed off my bucket list.

The saying goes you never want to see how the sausage is made. Well I have seen how it is made on TV but unfortunately have never linked my own sausage. You are shocked, I know.

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TRIO - “Sunday You Need Love”

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TONITE! If you don’t give a shit about Avatar we’re gonna be DJ’ing the rarest vinylest records at Motor City Bar with the world’s most charming Swede.
Sunday you need love. Monday be alone.

TONITE! If you don’t give a shit about Avatar we’re gonna be DJ’ing the rarest vinylest records at Motor City Bar with the world’s most charming Swede.

Sunday you need love. Monday be alone.

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Your Daily Dose of Pig Champion

Your Daily Dose of Pig Champion

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Anonymous asked: Do you have any potluck disasters you'd like to share with us?

Oh man, besides the previously noted invitation to a potluck dinner hosted by the crusty punx that lived in the Batcave squat overlooking the Gowanus Canal no real disasters to speak of.

There was that one long weekend in Chicago for the wedding of some friends who were to divorce a short time later where we got to town on July 4th which is when Chicago turns into Downtown Fallujah for a day and a half—seriously, like people lighting off mortars in the street; these fireworks are not meant for everyday household use—and nearly every single meal we ate was taken at an outpost of the Midwestern sandwich franchise Pot Belly. The weekend also coincided with 07/07/07 which was also Mrs. Disgusting Things I Have Eaten’s 33rd birthday and also when we ate a bunch of Chicago hot dogs at some shack in a parking lot and then caught Soul Asylum, Cracker, and Cheap Trick for free in Millennium Park but had to leave once they started in with “The Flame”.

Also notable was the chasm between the older members of our party who were bummed that Soul Asylum only played songs off of Grave Dancer’s Union and the younger members who were only familiar with the songs off of said album.

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So, who’s ready for a drink?

So, who’s ready for a drink?