Instant mashed potatoes and frozen veggies. (I can't take credit for this one. It's actually slang-cooking, but it's pretty good. really. and i'm not just saying that.)

Two packets of beef flavored ramen in a bowl, heated with preshredded cheddar and the mortal remains of about 6 different kinds of BBQ sauce from nearly empty bottles. Then add the last of the bacon bits on top. THAT was from one evening (long after dorm days were over even) where I just didn't feel like going to the store. Though, while in a dorm, I once survived nearly 2 weeks on nothing but juice and softbread iced cookies.

Instant mashed potatoes and frozen veggies. (I can't take credit for this one. It's actually slang-cooking, but it's pretty good. really. and i'm not just saying that.)

My roommate survives on this and I've had it before. Not bad at all!

Two packets of beef flavored ramen in a bowl, heated with preshredded cheddar and the mortal remains of about 6 different kinds of BBQ sauce from nearly empty bottles. Then add the last of the bacon bits on top.

Ho. Lee. Shit. :vomit:

Cyber Wolf, that's pretty damn vile.

That's what my roomie said too. :D And I had it alllll to myself :yum:

My old college roomate used to pan fry baloney (balogna?). Maybe it was just me but I thought that was the most vile smell on planet earth.

Yeah, that's foul. My husband eats fried balogna and sometimes even feeds it to the kids. Whenit curls up around the edges and puffs up in the middle they like to decorate them like a sombrero with a squirt mustard bottle. Mexican Balogna Hats. Puke.

The trick is to cut the bologna in one spotto the middle. Then it doesnt curl, but ends up looking like Pac-man. NOT that I would ever condone eating that crap, fried or not.

I think the worst I ever did as far as "college-guy" food was just eating the ramen brick raw when I was in a hurry. I never found it that hard to come up with decent meals, even on a shoestring budget. Sure, it's not stuff I would serve to impress a girl, but it certainly beats barbecue sauce stew. :D

Gotta friend who eats ramen bricks straight like potato chips. He's currently freelancing and not getting much business so being able to buy 50 packets of ramen with $5 is pretty nice. Of course, he also eats onions like apples, so... :yelsick:

i was a bartender at a high end microbrewery - i very rarely paid for a meal anywhere i went. all of us that worked in the restaurants and bars in the area were like family. your money is worthless when you have friends like that.

The trick is to cut the bologna in one spotto the middle. Then it doesnt curl, but ends up looking like Pac-man.

Can anyone post a picture of this? It sounds... interesting. :yelsick:

Google image search turns up nothing, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna bring the vile stuff into my house to take a pic. :p

Google image search turns up nothing, and I'll be damned if I'm gonna bring the vile stuff into my house to take a pic.

I sense an experiment coming up. Fried bologna? I haven't eaten the normal kind since I was really young and maybe its time to give it another try just for old time's sake. I bet the kind in the pan is just like Steak-ums. Mm-mmm! Pile some onions on, some cheese... Dad's favorite was chipped ham in a pan drenched in ketchup. Oog.

I had a number of friends that began mixing Nestle's Quick (the powder) in water when they didn't have any milk, then swore up and down that it was the best stuff, ever. As for ramen, I actually kind of miss it. If they didn't cook the damn noodles in palm oil, I'd probably eat the stuff a lot more often. And the peanut butter noodles recipie sounds like a good idea!

Fried bologna is a Southern thing...I've had it many times and got a taste for it in the Navy. I make sandwiches out of it, with melted cheese and catsup (ketchup?) on toasted white bread. Not bad, but the smell IS kinda funky.

I've heard it's a southern thing, but the only times I've ever seen people actually eat the shit is when I lived in upstate NY. Everyone up there ate it... and talked about it like it was a delicacy. We had to move... :dead:

I briefly had a college roommate whose mother was a little goofy, in a Mrs. Cleaver kind of way ... she made some concoction that involved grinding up the bologna (Oscar Mayer only, it was the "best kind") in a meatgrinder, adding a bit of mayo and relish, and then making a sandwich out of it, usually on a hamburger bun.

Thank goodness they didn't try to cook it. I forget whether she called it bologna salad or deviled bologna. I've deliberately blocked this bit out. Or it could be one of the memories that I lost to the weed.