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Here's another place (not on egullet) this is being discussed Click Here And here in San Antonio, what used to be known as Jailhouse Cafe, always had people raving about the CFS.. it's now Lulu's Cafe & Bakery.. and the biggest CFS is mind-blowing huge. That is my next 'must have' on out to eat nite. From the looks of it, it will also be breakfast, lunch and dinner appetizer for the next day :P Marlene edited to add Lulu's link

Ahhh,, McD Sausage Biscuits.. yum. At one of the locations here, they have a Sausage Biscuit AND hashbrowns on the dollar menu. A buck. Wow. Too bad I'm broke alot. Whataburger, with cheese. McD's Bacon, Egg and Cheese Biscuit. Anyone tried Sonic's breakfast sandwiches ? Any good.. ? Marlene C.

Ewww... liver For me, it IS a texture thing. I can start off with grand intentions of eating it, but once the texture is fully 'felt'... ewwwurkkk. I gag. Once tho', a friend brought home a to-go box from a soul food restaurant. Didn't know what it was...but it was gooooooooooooddd... ate 1/2 of it before he informed me that it was, in fact liver. He said they had soaked it in something...I can't recall whether he said 7up/Sprite, or milk...and had lightly breaded it and panfried it, with a little tomato sauce on top. It was awesome. I think the soaking did something to break down the connective tissue. Apparently, that's the only way I can eat it. I love pate', and foie gras... but can't do that liver slab thing.

I HOWLED when I read this. Makes you want to hit yourself in the head with a shoe. Or him. Or.. yah. Sadly, the person whom I'm going to write about as a contributor to my 'worst' memories, when hearing that partic. story, tilted her head to the side, looked intrigued, and said 'So..., what's wrong with that ?'. *sigh* Mom. She really starts off with the best intentions. I think. Hmmm... Anyway. She has this really strange fetish with boiled chicken. On grander occasions, she tries to make it and call it 'poached'. Sure. Whatever. There are some dim memories from childhood: The fresh boiled chicken, still in it's stock, in the pot, which was turned into a Chicken Mole, by a huge scoop of chunky peanut butter added, and quick 1-2-3 stir. The can of tomato soup, which was magically made into a 'yummy' cornmeal mush, but dumping it, and enough yellow cornmeal to thicken it, into a pot and heating for 3 minutes. More poached chicken, served sans salt or any other seasoning, with the pale flappy skin still attached, on a piece of whole wheat bread, and a ladle full of a raw-flour and grease tasting ice-cold congealed gravy. Fruit/Ambrosia salad, Mom-style: Cut up fruits, (including apples, canned pineapple, mandarin oranges), pecans and/or walnuts, sour cream, whipped cream, and as many dog hairs as she could 'accidentally' sneak in. It was Thanksgiving one year she brought this to a family gathering. I dug the spoon in, and uncovered a 'hair patch'. I left said 'hair patch' visible, so that my brother, who was in line behind me, could see what I was pointing to as he made a quickly aborted attempt to 'scoop. Oh. In her later years (the past 10 or so), she's discovered she likes dogs. She has 4 of them. 2 big. 2 small. All hairy. When it's shedding time, you can break apart her wonderful smelling fresh baked bread, and see lots of 'fiber' strewn throughout. The one incident (although there has been worse tasting I'm sure) that really really ticked me off, was another Thanksgiving. My oven wasn't working, and I had a gawd-awful craving for cornbread dressing that year. She had a working oven. Although I did try to offer some damage control, I should have known better. Really. I went and bought all the ingredients, AND put all together, WITH A RECIPE. I explained to her, exactly what I wanted..... I made her repeat it to me, to make sure she heard. *sigh* What I ended up getting, was a big pot of mushy white bread glunk, which hadn't been baked at all. It had celery, and some onion, and raisins, and about 29 whole garlic cloves, which she had 'forgotten'? to peel. I don't know about any seasoning,...I didn't eat it. She has never made anything for my personal household, for any major holiday, since. Marlene

A good chicken salad and sprouts on 9-grain bread Stone ground wheat , sauteed green pepper slices, red onion slices. Sprouts. Pepper jack cheese, avacado. Mayo. Toasted regular white bread, bologna, american cheese, dressing of a salsa/mayo mix. Was my fav. craving fix during a pregnancy