Garbage plates are a staple in the Rochester area of Western New York. When my ex-boyfriend and his best friend first described them to me, I shivered in horror and declared I would eat one over my dead body, or something equally dramatic. Not hard to believe, looking at the picture (from a Rochester restaurant, not from my kitchen).
What sort of concoction could elicit this type of initial response? Well, it's some combination of meats, condiments, macaroni salad, baked beans, onions, and, according to the Rochester Wiki article linked above, sometimes even a grilled cheese sandwich or fried fish.. a smorgasbord of.. well, garbage. The "grosser*" the finished product looks, the better it is, according to the "experts" who taught me all about this dubious delicacy.