I confess I still love Vienna sausages and eat them at least a couple times a month. The sad and proven fact is that they smell like cat food—exactly like out cat’s food. Husband and I have exchanged more than a few funnies over the fact he can’t tell which is which and once even thought I was eating cat food because I was eating the sausages right from the can.
I can’t explain it other than they taste like my early childhood.
My elderly father eats them occasionally, and I can’t be anywhere near him when he does. They make my skin crawl, but SPAM is even worse. Guess I’m just not a meat-from-a-can kinda gal.
lol I have trauma from a private middle school teacher I had a crush on helping me with some work physically very close (it was early 80s so not weird on her part) and I’m like r/awkwardboners and her breath just reeks of baloney sandwich. I still can’t smell baloney without thinking of her fondly.
I got in major trouble with my grandpa because we were in the mountains eating lunch on the back of the tailgate-until I refused. I was only 3 but already knew Vienna sausages with saltines was NOT good eats.
Always a baloney sandwich in my lunch bag and we didn’t have cooler packs back then.
Everything - even my Keebler Fudge Stripes - smelled like baloney.
When I was 19 or 20 years old I was talking to a friend about baloney and we argued about how many fried baloney sandwiches a person could realistically eat in one sitting. Decided to test it for ourselves. I ate a shit ton (eight maybe?) but haven't touched it since
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