The very first time I went to Louisiana years ago I was told of something called boiled peanuts.
Intrigued, I picked up a couple of cans from the local grocery store.
I also recall the cashier was a hot little blond number whose nametag said, if memory serves, Bridget but I digress!
Anyway, I took the cans of boiled peanuts home with me and opened up one of the cans.
I swear, those were the slimiest and greasiest damn things I had ever seen!
I ate a few of them and they tasted JUST as slimy and as greasy as they looked.
I took a bag of them to a relative's house and they would NOT even touch them, thinking I had done something to them.
It probably goes without saying the other can of the slimy and greasy little bastards remained unopened.
Now I don't mean to offend anyone (for once!) from the grand state of Louisiana or anywhere else who might enjoy the, uh-hum, taste of boiled peanuts.
I mean, I also CAN'T stand the taste of green-or red-bell peppers but there are, of course, many who do.
I actually found cans of boiled peanuts in the Wal-Mart in the area where I now currently reside in (which, BTW, is not Louisiana).
And, again, it probably goes WITHOUT saying that I kindly left the cans sitting on the shelves for others to, uh-hum, enjoy.
Now, for the record, I do like eating nuts in general. It's just that I prefer my nuts to be salted rather than boiled.
And, yes, I'm aware of just how THAT sounded!