I thought she was making a sex toy with the bologna, but it was worse.
I think these are just rage bait. People are not actually cooking like this.
I hope so. But the world keeps proving me wrong when I'm optimistic.
Everything is cooked in a disposable foil tray because they tip the whole thing in the trash after the video is done. The food is not for eating.
Ragebait makes sense. Although the youtube channel also has videos that are more innocuous.
The "a different one" link seems more plausible because she tastes at the end, and her son is making fun of her during it.
Honestly, if you're going to watch just one, watch the last one because the commentary lady is so funny.
These don't seem all that weird to me? Like, it's nothing I'd cook or want to eat myself, but the two I clicked through (meatballs and cocktail franks in a grape jelly/barbecue sauce combo; some kind of taco casserole with ramen noodles as the bottom layer) were in the realm of things I wouldn't be startled by depending on context (any event in a church basement involving my ex-in-laws.)
Not saying they're not gross, but within the realm of actual gross potluck food instead of weird internet stunts. There was a genre of weird videos of women with nice manicures pretending to make food but actually mostly just messing around with it on countertops in a disturbing way that I assume were some kind of sex thing, but these are not that.
You all should check out Chef Reactions on Twitter
Hooray!! We have a contrarian who would eat this shit!
Unrelated, but Giada De Laurentiis had the best cooking show.
I came here to say the same as 10.
I installed TikTok purely to watch Chef Reactions as he slags of these terrible cooks. To be fair, he's also very positive about lots of old grannies and people who can actually cook.
9: Those videos -- the one I remember was an attractive woman mixing up food in a toilet -- were professionally-produced clickbait, including a bunch done by a team of creatives associated with professional magician Rick Lax.
15 I used to know his brother, Ex.
Nice man. He gave a shit about everyone who he met.
I hadn't seen that Sandra Lee slo-mo clip in years and laughed just as hard this time as I did in 2010.
They call that drink a Palmer Cement Mixer.
I would not enjoy --but I could eat-- the ones without the pork.
I watched about 2/3 of the linked vids. They reminded me of the series of posts over at LG&M featuring "recipes" from the Golden Age of (Industrial) Canned Food. Stuff like "Shrimp Mayo Jello" (no, I shit you not). These vids remind of those, b/c these and those "recipes" had a *goal* of teaching housewives how to cook "meals" from these prepared ingredients. So, from canned-this and freeze-dried-that, etc. And, I mean, it's funny to watch, and sure I guess there are people who cook 'em and eat 'em. But lordy. It can't be healthy, and surely it's not as tasty as, y'know, making something from primary mostly-unprocessed ingredients.
I don't even think it's a tasty as making ramen noodles or pasta the regular way.
Here is a food influencer from Gaza, if you want to feel sad.
I recommend the @japaneat for short, breezy reviews of high-quality food at various Japanese restaurants, usually small+local but also some chains, focused on Kansai but a good chunk in Tokyo.
23: Nope, sorrow on back order, still too angry.
Not a commentary on the videos per se, nor a judgment on anyone here, but of all the Unfoggedtariat bubbles, I think the food one is the deepest and most insular.
You're saying that from time to time we should eat a dish that involves a whole brick of Velveeta?
No. Everyone should eat as they wish.
I used to eat at McDonald's quite a bit before covid. I go back sometimes, but it's not cheap anymore. And the quality is down.
Whom among us has had their heart gladdened at the sight of a Hardee's other than me or apo.
There is one just north of Millvale. Or used to be.
Moby displays as always a laudable commitment to level-headedness.
I have never been in that airport, but I've driven by and seen the fancy new roundabout at the entrance.