i'm either really lucky that my friends and family are all decent cooks, or i just really like to experience the food that someone else has prepared for me, to taste things their way, because i can't recall more than 1 or 2 occasions that i thought the food sucked.
i can remember one time, at my sil's house in rural virginia, a special "treat" of her vesion of a southern breakfast was served. even though it was
, i still enjoyed it in a way for the novelty and experience. and the biscuits saved the day.
my eyes must have been like dinnerplates as she poured a half bottle of corn oil into a skillet (a bottle lasts me a year), poached the eggs in it, then fried crumbled sausage in it, adding flour and milk to make a gravy. i mean, none of the fat was poured off. it was all just incorporated. the eggs were served floating in oil, and i was afraid i'd have a heart attack if i had too much gravy.
but her homemade biscuits were just out of this world. a little butter, and i was elbows deep in oily eggs.
so, all in all, it was a meal shared with family. that makes up for a lot.
(as long as there's good bread, too.)