pickles! i freak\'n HATE pickles!
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Finally, I\'m not the only one. I always asked for no pickes when I order a burger, but without fail, it\'s always there and touching my bun. I usually ask for a new bun and wife the pickle juice off the plate with a napkin...
what\'s wrong with you two? I love freaking pickles. bread and butter especially. i love when you go to a diner and they give you a pickle with your meal.
I can\'t speak for DW, but I\'m a royal pain in the ass when it comes to food... There\'s a couple different foods that make me throw up a little in my mouth just by smell alone: Pickles, Eggs, Green Beans to name a few... I don\'t have a problem with people liking pickles, it\'s just that when I ask for them to be removed, it doesn\'t mean that I remove them or that they are put on the plate and then the server removes them before it get to me (there\'s still pickle juice on the plate)... Here\'s a true story: I was dating this girl for a couple weeks, maybe a month and we went to some steak and burger joint on the Post Road near the Orange/Milford border. I ordered a burger and asked for no pickle. When it came with a pickle, I didn\'t make a stink, but I took it off the plate and put it in the ash tray. That set off WWIII w/ her. She was screaming and making a really big deal about what I did. I was so pissed that I just threw a $20 on the table and walked back to my apartment on The Boulevard... I\'m not sure if I was more pissed about being screamed at or that they gave me a pickle when I asked for it to be removed... I\'m sure I\'ve had some spit sandwiches over the course of my dinning experiences, but it\'s all part of the experience that is Yoda...
