Eating homemade stuff from others ?

The couple across the circle from me, that I know only well enough to wave at, make homemade BBQ sauce in their home and sell it at the local farmers market, craft shows and mail order.

Around supper last night he rang the doorbell and gave me a quart jar to try and said, "Merry Xmas", I accepted it and thanked him but I have no intention of eating it......why ?......not saying that they aren't but I have no idea of how clean him and his wife are or their kitchen.

Three or four years back I was out front mowing and a lady from down the street said that her dog had gotten out and wanted to know if I'd seen it I told her no but if she wanted to hop in the truck that I'd stop what I was doing and drive around and help her look which she did and we found her dog about an hour or so later being played with by some kids on the school playground......as a thank you for helping the next day she showed up with a homemade peach cobbler and not knowing her I tossed it in the trash.

Last year around Xmas a neighbor gal from a few houses down rang the doorbell with her young daughter in tow and handed me some homemade cookies which I also tossed in the trash after she left.......I'd also never eat homemade goods, like some folks do, being sold at the farmers market or craft shows.

Do you eat things that are homemade from folks that you don't know all that well ?
NOPE. After getting food poisoning twice a couple of years ago, NOPE.
Remember, you can't "uneat" something.
Once you eat it, it stays down. Or it doesn't.
 
I didn't like eating at a certain friend's house because her cats walked all over her counters in the kitchen. I just kept visualizing them jumping from the litter box to the counter. 🤢
 

I agree if you don't know what the inside of a person's house looks like it's probably best not to eat food from them.

Someone above mentioned cats on the counter, I have a similar story. A local woman is always advertising on our Next door Neighbor site different cakes she cooks at home and sells. Then one day she posted a picture of her two pet bearded dragon lizards crawling around on her couch. My thoughts instantly went to her handling those lizards to her cooking cakes, yuck. I would never buy or eat a cake from her.
 
I agree if you don't know what the inside of a person's house looks like it's probably best not to eat food from them.

Someone above mentioned cats on the counter, I have a similar story. A local woman is always advertising on our Next door Neighbor site different cakes she cooks at home and sells. Then one day she posted a picture of her two pet bearded dragon lizards crawling around on her couch. My thoughts instantly went to her handling those lizards to her cooking cakes, yuck. I would never buy or eat a cake from her.
Hopefully she washes her hands before cooking...
 
The peel just wouldn't come off. It was so obviously impossible, I realized you were supposed to eat the peel. I fell in love with kumquats. Only problem is, if you eat too many, your lips go numb.

Have you ever eaten loquats? A fuzzy little cousin of the kumquat, they are delicious. The seed takes up a lot of the room, but they're worth the trouble. If you don't mind the fuzziness, you can eat the skin, too.

A neighbor has a loquat tree and I always get a handful when they're in season. I hadn't seen a loquat tree in years.

We used to have the Queen Kumquat Parade here in Orlando. Anybody could show up and be in the parade as long as your entry was "non-traditional", which is a way of putting "downright bizarre" politely. Spectators would be handed bags of kumquats to throw at the paraders. I did say bizarre, didn't I?
 
Have you ever eaten loquats? A fuzzy little cousin of the kumquat, they are delicious. The seed takes up a lot of the room, but they're worth the trouble. If you don't mind the fuzziness, you can eat the skin, too.

A neighbor has a loquat tree and I always get a handful when they're in season. I hadn't seen a loquat tree in years.

We used to have the Queen Kumquat Parade here in Orlando. Anybody could show up and be in the parade as long as your entry was "non-traditional", which is a way of putting "downright bizarre" politely. Spectators would be handed bags of kumquats to throw at the paraders. I did say bizarre, didn't I?
Love loquats. We had one in the backyard when we were kids.
I don't see them around much anymore. Just may be a lone tree left over from the previous landscape.
 
Do you eat things that are homemade from folks that you don't know all that well ?
Not these days

Not in restaurants either
especially now
Doubt much, if anything, gets thrown out
Inspections?
Once or twice a year?
Doubt even that happens in today's economy

No, as things are right now.... we're eating in
 
I would put a big portion of the peach cobbler in a bowl and nuke it for 30 seconds, then top it with ice cream and enjoy.
You could do the same with the BBQ sauce and the cookies and have no worries about germs.
 
No. :)

I knew my former neighbor pretty well. He loved to cook and would occasionally bring something over to me. I never ate it because his finger nails were always dirty! 🤢
I can top that.. a few years ago there was a (using word loosely) neighbor who had one of those very small barbecue grills.. used it while flat-drunk, and often dropped food on the ground, then offered it to me and other people. Ick.
 
I just remembered this oldie:

A man entered a restaurant and sat at the only open table. As he sat down, he knocked the spoon off the table with his elbow. A nearby waiter reached into his shirt pocket, pulled out a clean spoon, and set it on the table. The diner was impressed. “Do all the waiters here carry spoons in their pockets?”

The waiter replied, “Yes. Ever since an efficiency expert visited our restaurant. He determined that 17.8% of our diners knock the spoon off the table. By carrying clean spoons with us, we save trips to the kitchen.”

The diner ate his meal. As he was paying the waiter, he commented, “Forgive the intrusion, but do you know that you have a string hanging from your fly?”

The waiter replied, “Yes, we all do. Seems that the same efficiency expert determined that we spend to much time washing our hands after using the men’s room. So, the other end of that string is tied to my *****. When I need to go, I simply pull the string, do my thing, and then return to work. Having never touched myself, there really is no need to wash my hands. Saves a lot of time.”

“Wait a minute,” said the diner, “how do you get your ***** back in your pants?”

“Well, I don’t know about the other guys, but I use the spoon.”
 


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