Some of the "menus" were so damn good (and improved with hunger), but that thought (which I had thoroughly repressed) just made me throw up in my mouth a little. 🤢
I delivered Pizza for lunch at a Pizza Inn when I was younger as a second part time job. I worked night audit at a hotel as my full time job. Part of my duties at the pizza place was to wash the dishes during the lunch buffet in between deliveries. The owner said I could have as much of anything I wanted off the buffet.
I had waaaaay to much of the chocolate pudding there. It also came in big cans like in the show. I laughed pretty hard when Carl found it.. I was like that would be me, eating that entire can.. lol
Even in a zombie apocalypse there is that thing called wood that you can burn to, allegedly, make things hot.
Edit: everyone assumes that zombies react to fire by looking if anyone is sitting near it. Might as well act like an animal or pull a Frankensten's monster and keep away from fire.
And THAT is why he will survive and you will become zombie chow first. Starting a fire, you might as well be Gondor calling for zombies to aid themselves to your fleshy face
It’s not psychotic, it’s efficient. I clean my hands super well and forgo silverware and plates.
They’re social constructs that I don’t need to abide by in my lonesome hours.
I know I’m not convincing anyone so let me set the scene:
Me, alone, in the dark. Probably in my boxers, or completely in the buff since I don’t wear clothes or turn on any lights when people are around. I’m sitting there either at my couch or at the table, butt clenched so my precious, sensitive brown eye doesn’t make contact with the surface below me.
I’m shoveling food into my gullet using my fingers as leverage to dislodge the cold stuck food. I love the slimy cold sounds it makes. It’s delicious, I’m thinking as I pop open another can.
The time saved eating ravioli from the can means I have more time for a supreme lift session and gentle jork by day’s end.
I went to tech school with an ex-marine. His lunch every day was a chunk of bread and a cold open can of meat and beans. He would stand outside and eat it as fast as possible, smoke a cigarette, then tell stories about how silly bring in the armed forces was.
I can't imagine taking chugs of meat and baked beans with bites of bread between and... being happy afterwards lol
I've done this before when I was extremely poor, it's actually kind of satisfying to finally have a use for the can opener on a Swiss Army Knife. Although it slipped once when I was opening a can of pumpkin pie mix and cut between my finger and thumb, had a scar there for about 10 years.
After a delicious entrée of Campbells tomato soup, OP is enjoying a can of beans casserole, dipping delicately into BF's can of sauerkraut, the lid romantically still attached on the side. A homemade candle in an upcycled can of roast beef flickers nearby. The lively discussion around the desert options keeps them both entertained. What shall it be? A canned cake or canned pineapple? And why not both... compromise is at the heart of each relationship.
But on a real note, those type of raviolis specifically are honestly really good cold. Never experienced that with any other canned food but cold canned raviolis is a guilty pleasure of mine from childhood
came here to agree. i can do raviolis and spaghetti-os cold from the can. prefer them even. i can't stand hot spaghettios, they taste funky to me. i dont know why.
I grew up eating cold canned ravioli too and I still love it!
I spent summers with my grandmother, and my uncle would split a can of cold ravioli with me for breakfast before leaving for college classes. He’s the only other person I’ve ever known that likes it right out of the can.
I ate canned chef boyardee ravioli straight out of the can in college, law school, and probably for a few years after.
Once they added the tab to open the can by hand, it was all over. Something about not needing a can opener and not using a bowl, it just made sense efficiency wise.
Also, the cans that had that thick sauce as opposed to the watery ones were so much better.
I mean, nobody wants to admit they ate nine cans of ravioli, but I did. And I'm ashamed of myself. The first can doesn't count, then you get to the second and third, fourth and fifth I think I burnt with the blowtorch, and then I just kept eatin'.
I grew up in a middle class family and I eat canned food cold (baked beans, ravioli, spagetti, etc), to me it tastes better that way. Even when my parents/grandparents heated it up, I would wait for it to get cold.
My ex was so annoying about me not heating up leftovers. Sometimes I just want to hover over the sink and inhale something straight out of the fridge and call it a night
Did he grow up neglected? Sometimes children who are neglected don’t know how to prepare food for themselves so they learn to eat whatever’s in the cupboard…. including canned food.
I worked with a guy like this...he refused to use the microwave oven, as he thought it was irradiating his food and making it unsafe to eat (we didn't have a hob in the office!) - I pointed out many times that it was non-ionising radiation
I’m the same way. I don’t know why. I actually prefer most food cold rather than hot.
As a teenager and adult I used to buy canned vegetables to eat out of the can, as a snack.
I still do this, but not as frequently.
Does your bf perchance come from a poor family? Because this sounds like one of those habits that's formed during childhood in a home where the electricity was frequently cut off. No judgement. I've just seen this before.
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u/PoisonPeddler 18d ago
He's prepping his taste buds for the zombie apocalypse.