>Europeans will never know the pure, unfiltered joy that is a sloppy joe
>Europeans will never know the pure, unfiltered joy that is a parisare
>Europeans will never know the pure unfiltered joy of carne asada fries.
>Americans will never know the pure unfiltered joy of a a cheeky munchy box after a night out
>Europeans and Americans will never know the pure unfiltered joy of sausage sizzles at bunnings
>shaped like burger
>on a burger bun
>actually its a sausage
>Ameriburgers will never know the pure unfiltered joy of Vanillekipferl
>burgers will never ever eat a delicious mettbrötchen
>Europeans will never know the pure, unfiltered joy that is a Pavlova
>will never know the warm love of hotdish
If any Europeans ever travel to New Orleans, I encourage you to visit Wilkie mae's fried chicken.
Recipe is a secret, but the fried chicken is made perfect, best served with a side of red beans and rice.
>Europoors will never know Chicago deep dish pizza
>Neither yuropoors NOR amerifats will EVER experience a TRUE dog à la Norge
>anglos will never eat oriental pastries
Our sandniggers do some quality shit sometimes
Nothing you wouldn't find the equivalent of in some Hungarian and Austrian viennoiseries.
Nah it's totally different m8, I've been to Vienna and Budapest, their pastries are quite like those we usually have in our bakeries
I think so, though they're usually so drenched in honey they only taste like sugar
>Europeans will never know the pure unfiltered joy of frito chili pie
These honestly aren't that good.
>Yurocucks will never experience PupkinPie
Does it come in a basic cardboard box?
Was doing a regatta in new orleans once crashed with some guys from UNO and they brought back a bunch of fried chicken in a cardboard box and it was fucking amazing.
Those are good as fuck brah
Europe's will never know the deliciousness of cheap torta after a night of drinking
FUCKING AUSTRALIANS I SWEAR TO CHRIST
YOU MOTHER FUCKERS STEAL OUR FLAG, OUR PAVLOVA AND OUR FUCKING HORSE AND FUCKING DENY IT
GO AND GET KEKED BY BIG EMU COCK YOU ABO LOVING SUBHUMAN FILTH
Its not my problem that your ancestors were to beta to not get cucked by a rag-tag group of convicts and abbos; Pavlova is ours now dealwithit family.
Pavlova is actually pretty popular here in Norway, though as far as meringue-based desserts go, it falls second to a national favorite.
>No one but Guatemalans will ever know the pure, unfiltered joy that is canillitas de leche
Sausage is too long and thin
Plus it should be placed on the bread diagonally from corner to corner not straight through the middle of the sides like that
Trust Australians to fuck up a sausage sizzle though
>Non-Finns will never enjoy the pure, unfiltered joy that is muustamakra with puolukkahillo.
Then the ratio of outer crispy sausage meat is too low in comparison to the softer inner sausage meat you plebeian
Then the onions fall out of the sides and you get an uneven coverage the congregates to the center of the bread.
Placing the sausage horizontal allows you to have an even amount onion coverage that doesn't fall out everywhere you dirty pig kiwi.
>people actually eat animal flesh and enjoy it
They are perpetually salty that we treated the abbos a bit shit which is what stopped them from fulfilling their destiny as another Australian state.
We are just waiting till they come begging; shouldn't be to long now since they built their main city on a fault line and the best paying career option they can hope for is fishing turds out of Australian toilet bowls.
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>Europoors will never feel smoky pulled pork melt in their mouth like cotton candy
>americans will never know the pure unfiltered joy that is the rooster testicle stew
none of the birds have ballsacks, instead their testicles are situated inside their bodies
It's Tampere thing, not a Finnish thing.
>is that just a thick slice of bologna?
Onion sausage. Pretty much same as bologna, but with moar onion.
>Non-UKs will never know the pure, unfiltered joy that is toad in the hole
>non-mongols will never know the pure, unfiltered joy that is the plum dumplings
>huge selection of gourmet 10/10 food, handcrafted by kitchen magicians
>AYO HOL UP...WE GOT BURGERS N SHIT
>huge selection of gourmet 10/10 food, handcrafted by kitchen magicians
>Clognigger taking credit for countries that actually have good food because muh Europe
>national cuisine is mayonnaise with mayonnaise with a side of mayonnaise
At least Brits are self-aware of our shit food and don't try to play the "I'm a sophisticated European" card because we exist in the same physical space as France or Italy.
>LITERALLY eats food out of a newspaper
>Talks shit about mayonaise
>brits are shit
>dutch are even moreso
my plate when
>doesn't realise the southern US is mayonnaise central
I was surprised to find out there wasn't really any Dutch influence there, desu
When did I praise shit food?
Eastern European cuisine is so underrated. I wish there was a Hungarian restaurant near me.
>was about to make fun of Americans for making their national food something invented by Germans
>go on Wikipedia
>it actually was invented by Americans
this kills the banter
easterner cuisine has more Turkish and/or Russian influences
>non-Aryans will never experience the greatest dessert in the world
>Johnny Foreigner will never visit a Greggs
you're right, it's better than krémes, actually.
Looks like mince in a burger mate.
>non Brits, Irish and Aussies will never know the pure orgasm that is a pie
There's a couple in London and one opened near me but they're so overpriced it's not even funny.
8 quid is the standard price for a meal in a pub btw. You can get a roast dinner for that price in some pubs too.
>£8.75 for one bacon cheeseburger
Who the fuck pays that? Add a milkshake and a small portion of fires and that's £15. I could buy 3 delicious haddock and large chips for that in my local chippie.
THIS NASTY STUFF LOOKS LIKE DIARRHEA INTO TWO SLICE OF BREAD.
>tfw french and can't stand disgusting food.
>Barbarians will never experience the joys of porchetta
why do you even bother living on?
what do you guys even have? Do Dutch people eat anything but pastries? You would think that a country which ran the fucking Spice Islands for 350 years would at least have one internationally notable dish.
we do it to spite you
>Supplì are unheard of outside of Italy
I don't think I could survive more than a week in any foreign country
it's recently moulted so it's soft and completely edible
add dash of Old Bay and you're golden
It doesn't look unusual at all.
It's just annoying that everything is on skewers for no reason. Sure, slice it. Yet you're just doing everything weird.
I mean, I have a full sauna in my house with a side shower. Yet you guys like to walk through the snow for no reason to the shower other than, being weird.
I pity the one who knows not the wonders of a sandwich with lard.
>Europeans will never know the pure 'unfiltered' joy of a traditional Virginian ciggy sandwich
>americunts will never know the true joy of a francesinha
>Americans will never know the taste of niggerballs
>Yankees will never know the carnal pleasure of 'possum flesh
They're real tasty, no joke
Don't know about you guys, but Lebanese meals are probably some of the best I've ever tasted.
>Europeans will NEVER, EVER eat a proper kebab and will continue to eat pigeon-meat döners for 10€
>americans don't flavor their deep fried dough with anise
>non-welsh will never have welsh rabbit (it has no rabbit meat)
>americans will never know the taste of coxinhas
No worries my friend.
I hope that you will enjoy it.
looks like fucking "Rullepolse" kek
we put it on our bread and in sandwiches
IT'S WELSH *RAREBIT* YOU FUCKING NORMIE CUNT
FUCKING NORMIES GGGGEEEEETTTTT OOOOOUUUUUTTTTTT
Reminds me of pastel.
Is it fried or baked? What's the filling?
It's fried but it doesn't feel greasy at all. There are salty and sweet versions with either minced meat and rice or some jam and sugar coating. My favourite is with bilberry filling.
A few years ago, while browsing around the library downtown, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john a big beautiful all-American football hero type, about twenty five, came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was "straight" and married -- and in any case I was sure I wouldn't have a chance with him.
As soon as he left I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy young ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind.
Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as a man's wrist. I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a heavy rimmer and had lapped up more than one little clump of shit, but that had been just an inevitable part of eating ass and not an end in itself.
Of course I'd had jerkoff fantasies of devouring great loads of it (what rimmer hasn't), but I had never done it. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of the world's handsomest young stud. Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking. I lifted it to my nose.
It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract? I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled. I've found since then that shit nearly almost does..
I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big brown cock, beating my meat like a madman. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was the donor of this feast wasn't there to wash it down with his piss.
I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer.
But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my hankercheif, and stashed them in my briefcase. In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole. Not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom.
I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone. The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours.. I must have had six orgasms in the process.
I often think of that lovely young guy dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did, bring to a grateful shiteater.
[email protected] New Yorkers have every type of cusine imaginable, including all varieties of pizza.
New York does Chicago style better than fucking Chicago.
Also, we live in a globalized world, so why are we pretending all of your shite cuisine is unique to your country? It can be found anywhere.
>mfw Americunts will never experience the pure joy that borsh is
I had a sloppy joe made by my white, christian friend's mum when I lived in Texas.
It wasn't anything special.
It was also the first and last time I had a sloppy joe. First time because my parents made me and my siblings eat super healthy over there, and the last time because I moved back to the UK a few weeks later
Pumpkin pie is fucking marvellous
I'm >>53978827 and my brother was born there, so we do our own little Yanksgiving because he has Yank citizenship and it's a Yank holiday. We've only started doing it a few years ago and my mum has only made it twice, but it's great.
It's not like we can't make pulled pork here, but the stuff in Texas was good