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I love high falutin' gourmet stuff, exotic stuff, good old American home cooking, select junk like a good hot dog or slice, and just about everything else besides green peppers and peanut butter. However, there are things I love that are just so weird/bad that I'm actually reluctant to tell anyone I eat them. For instance, I like canned Chef Boyardee stuff, cold. Yes, cold, straight from the can, like Mad Max's dog. My significant other thinks this is atrocious, and she's probably right. Yet I'm compelled to get a quick fix of it at least once a month. Anybody else have a craving that's indefensible? Pickled eggs from behind the bar? Generic potted meat from Pathmark? Chicken rings from White Castle?
