Meals that you made that were horrible

We made French Onion Soup and included 10 ounces of apple cider vinegar instead of apple cider.

I tried to make Toffee Butterscotch cookies last weekend.

The recipe called for 2!!!! Sticks of butter.

They ended up tasting like way to sweet butter patties.

I looked like Chevy Chase in National Lampoons Vacation trying to eat that turkey???

I was like, this shit is NOT right.

And I love desserts. I am not one of those "I don't like "Sweets" assholes.

But this was too much even for me!

I wouldn't call it fancy, but I made a shrimp boil once in my Instant Pot (ok, so it wasn't "authentic) and I didn't think it was that great. All things considered, it was kind of gross.

I'm a decent cook, but I've tried twice to make spaghetti carbonara and ended up with spaghetti scrambled eggs.

Gross!!! R4. Yuck!! Scrambled eggs make me ill, but I love pasta- And that dish is my worst nightmare. And I don't eat meat.

But I bet, if it works out, it tastes AWESOME

My mom made the best clam chowder. She used evaporated milk in her recipe. I tried to make it, and mistakingly used sweetened condensed milk instead. It was the most disgusting thing ever. Sweet, syrupy, potatoes and clams.

Channa Masala, one of my restaurant favorites. I bought around 80 spices to make it. The recipe looked pretty simple. It was totally inedible.

I haven't failed yet at a recipe.

R3 Cookies are much harder to make them it may seem. My efforts have been...dry and hard.

R9- I think you meant me, R2- And my cookies are generally AWESOME.

Those were SO bad. I think if there was just one stick of butter, they could have been really good.

They had both a bag of toffee AND a bag of butterscotch chips. THAT, and 2 sticks of butter was just way too much.....

I once made jalapeño poppers for my parents and they were a greasy disaster. Not crisp; jalapeños falling out of the breading; etc.

I tried a fancy dinner to surprise my parents when I was in jr high. It was a surprise, all right. I don’t remember what it was but they managed to choke it down with smiles on their faces. The crowning glory was my chocolate cake, which I embellished with marshmallows in the center. During baking, a strange sound began emitting from the oven that reminded me of the Little Rascals...wheeeee whaaaaa, wheeeee whaaaaa. All three of us went to the stove to look, just in time to see the fucking thing breath it’s last heaving breath and blow up, covering every surface with soon-to-be baked-on marshmelloy goodness. My father fell to his knees laughing so hard he was crying, my mother was less amused knowing it was hers on out, and I was mortified and never cooked again until I went to college.

I once made a sauteed chicken dish in a sauce that included anchovies as a finishing touch. I misread the recipe, which called for 3 anchovy filets and instead put in 3oz., or a full tin, of anchovies. It was inedible. I ended up washing off the chicken pieces and tossing the entire sauce mixture and everything in it, and we had a fairly dreadful meal of plain chicken.

[quote]We made French Onion Soup and included 10 ounces of apple cider vinegar instead of apple cider.

...wouldn't have turned out well either way.

I made that roasted feta-tomato pasta dish that has been popular lately on the www. I should have known that it wouldn't turn out well. Tomatoes obviously aren't in season right now and the sauce turned out sour.

one time i was on weight watchers and tried a couple of their healthy recipes. They were disgusting. One was a sandwich that involved shredded carrots in a plain yogurt sauce. it was so gross it gave me the heaves. One other time i made tacos and used sweet onion in the ground beef by mistake. It was disgusting

Years ago, I got the brilliant idea of making a savoury pie using up all the assorted leftovers in the fridge. Let’s see, there was chicken, some bits of sausage, a bit of pork chop, God knows what else. I rolled out a crust and into the pan it all went, along with a cream sauce and whatever vegetables were on hand. A leftover pot pie.

Well, we needed pot for what ensued. I knew there was a problem when the crust refused to brown. So I left it baking in the oven for a good while longer. Finally, the crust still pale and anemic-looking, I took it out and presented it with a flourish to my dinner guest (my boyfriend). After a few minutes of sawing, he managed to break through the crust, whereupon he fished about in the gluey mess, speared an indeterminate piece of meat or vegetable and held it up — ‘What’s this?’

We spent the next half-hour excavating the sedimentary rock that was my crust and trying to identify the artefacts we found. We laughed so hard our stomachs ached. The meal may have been a failure, but the evening is still memorable after all these years.