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In terms of just general nastiness, I present Snickers Salad
It's a heady blend of chopped up Snickers, granny Smith apples, marshmallows, and most importantly, lots of Cool Whip™️
I like most of those things separately, but together it's like chewing on a damp bowl of sugar
What the fuck why would you post this
They asked for the worst food
This is worse than that
Be glad I didn't post the picture of it they have in Wikipedia
I got served so many things called salad back in the day
Pretzel salad is alright
What in the 1960s is that, it looks like one of those horrific "recipes" that's just an excuse to mash 3-5 processed food products together. It looks like it should be suspended in jello
It's a Midwestern salad in the vein of Ambrosia salad
Just mushing up everything sweet and serving it to friends and family
That looks disgusting, what the hell is wrong with people
Learning how to cook from the Cool Whip™️recipe book is a hell of drug
Tangentially related but it just reminds me of a cookbook that my friend's brother had, called something like A Man's Can Plan, that consisted solely of recipes that involved opening 1-3 cans and following the directions. I can't remember if it was literally a branded cookbook or if someone figured men needed a recipe to tell them to read the side of a can.