Americans eat 500 million pounds of peanut butter a year, enough to coat the floor, of the Grand Canyon.
The tall chef’s hat is called a toque.
Some yoghurt contain beef or pork gelatin.
Tiramisu means ‘pick me up' in Italian.
Eating an early dinner, or just skipping it altogether, may increase the amount of fat a person burns at night, a study found.
Onion is Latin for ‘large pearl’.
The weight of a Babybel is 21 grammes.
Lettuce is a member of the sunflower family.
Death row inmates in Texas don't get to pick their last meal.
The reason why peppers taste hot is because of a chemical compound called capsaicin, which bonds to your sensory nerves and tricks them into thinking your mouth is actually being burned.
Pumpkin flowers are edible.
Real aged balsamic vinegar actually costs anywhere from $75 to $400 or more.
Ketchup was used as a medicine in the 1800s to treat diarrhea, among other things.
Several ancient cultures viewed the apple as a feminine symbol and found a resemblance between the two halves of a vertically cut apple to the female genital system. Alternatively, an apple cut horizontally resembled a pentagram, which was considered key in revealing knowledge of good and evil.
Ortharexia Nervosa is an eating disorder where the sufferer is obsessed with eating healthy food.
Arachibutyrophobia is the fear of peanut butter sticking to the roof of your mouth.
Chocolate can kill dogs; it directly affects their heart and nervous system.
The average American spends US$ 7,852 on food every year.
Alcohol consumed with food is absorbed more slowly, because it spends a longer time in the stomach.
The oldest evidence for soup is from 6,000 B.C. and calls for hippopotamus and sparrow meat.
Food Trivia

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Food Joke

Son Of A Bitch Fish A irish priest took a sabbatical to a fishing lodge. On the last day of his trip he hooked a monster fish and proceeded to reel it in. The guide holding a net, yelled "Look at the size of that Son of a Bitch!" Son, I`m a irish priest. Your language is uncalled for! No, irish father, that`s what kind of fish it is. A Son of a Bitch fish! Really? Well help me land this Son of a Bitch! Once in the boat, they marveled at the monster. irish father, that is the biggest Son of a Bitch I`ve ever seen. Yes, it is a big Son of a Bitch. What should I do with it? Why eat it of course. You`ve never tasted anything as good as that Son of a Bitch! Elated, the irish priest headed home to the church. While unloading his gear, and his prize catch, Sister Mary inquired about his trip. "Take a look at this big Son of a Bitch I caught!" Sister Mary gasped and clutched her rosary, "irish father!" It`s ok Sister. That`s what kind of fish it is. A Son of a Bitch fish! Oh, well then what are you going to do with that big Son of a Bitch? Why, eat it of course. The guide said nothing compares to the taste of a Son of a Bitch. The Sister informed the irish priest that the Pope was scheduled to visit in a few days and that they should fix the Son of a Bitch for dinner. "I`ll even clean the Son of a Bitch", she said. As she was cleaning the huge fish, the Friar walked in. What are you doing Sister? irish father wants me to clean this big Son of a Bitch for the Pope`s dinner. Sister! I`ll clean it if you`re so upset! Please watch your language! No, no, no. It`s called a Son of a Bitch fish. Really. Oh, well in that case I`ll fix up a great meal and that Son of a Bitch can be the main course! Let me know when you`ve finished cleaning that Son of a Bitch. On the night of the Pope`s visit, everything was perfect. The Friar had prepared an excellent meal, there was wine, and the fish was excellent. The Pope said, "This is great fish, where did you get it?" "I caught the Son of a Bitch!" proclaimed the proud irish priest. The Pope`s eyes opened wide, but he said nothing. "And I cleaned the Son of a Bitch!" exclaimed the sister. The Pope sat silent in disbelief. And the friar added, "And I prepared the Son of a Bitch, using a special recipe!" The Pope looked at each of them. Slowly a big smile creeped across his face, and he said... "You fuckers are alright!"

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