Oh no, I can't eat that.

[forgetunome]

Blech!

Guess what I was doing as I was reading this thread...eating a taco salad...I almost gagged on a few of the descriptive posts! Why I continued I am not sure....I guess I like torturing myself.

I have never learned to like lima beans...yech!

Growing up my mom had only one rule about tasting and not liking food. We couldn't say we didn't like something unless we at least tried it so she would spoon a small amount of whatever and if we didn't like it then we never had to eat it. My mom was pretty neat! I don't know why she had 9 of us and all of us were from the same parents...she had the patience of Job!

I vowed that when I got away from home I was going to have cheese sauce on my broccoli and cauliflower (my mom didn't like sauces on veggies, unnecessary calories she said...I know) but, when I met my sweetie and married I cooked broccoli with cheese sauce and found out my hubby didn't like sauces on veggies! AARRRGGHH i told him we should have talked more before marrying...instead of....! Oh well....I can deal with it! LOL!

 

[Earthmuffin]

I'm not picky, I'm "selective"

My munchykins are taught they must have a bite of each thing offered. Also, they may not refuse a whole meal and then snack on "stuff" the rest of the time. Fortunately, they like a HUGE variety of foods including some I don't.
I gotta ask what kinda mind came up with taking a perfectly delicious crisp raw veggie (cabbage) and decided to ferment it to make it better? My munchykins will eat saurkraut AND Kim Chee (not at the same time), and I have to keep from making a face when I buy it for them. I don't serve organ meats in the home, but they are offered and eat them when visiting relatives. They also eat foods that I consider non-foods like spaghettio's and bologna. I remember one time my mother decided I WOULD eat what was set before me or not get down from the table. I gagged, retched and vomited all over the floor. The one bite rule became effective the next meal.

 

[Sonora]

Honey. The smell nauseates me. There's a number of things that I don't like, but I run from honey.

 

[Ezzy]

Sorry it's the way my mind works...

Honey. The smell nauseates me. There's a number of things that I don't like, but I run from honey.

Poor Sonora,I hope she still likes the smell of Naked!

EZ http://smilecwm.tripod.com/cwm2/sleep.gif

 

[Always]

These are things I won't ever eat:

Liver: Why the hell do people eat organs, think about this organ's function.

Mayonaisse: It's recipe says it all, take one part eggs, one part grease, add two parts stink. That goes for "Miracle Whip" too.

Raw Tomatoes: Full of seeds and goo.

Picnic Salads: See mayonnaise. I look away as it travels toward a mouth.

Cottage Cheese: Looks like somebody ate it already.

Sauerkraut: Pew. On pizza, really?

I won't eat any of this stuff either. I hate okra (too damned slimy) and will only eat Vienna Beef/Kosher hot dogs. I don't eat swiss cheese - or any cheese except cold, solid american or ricotta in ravioli or lasagne - and I loathe anchovies on pizza. I don't eat much fish except tuna - who knows what's in those fishsticks? - and I won't touch mustard, pickles, or anything but ketchup in the way of condiments. I hate green beans and cooked broccoli (love it when raw - go figure) and I will not allow a jar of sour cream into my house. I don't eat celery or green peppers. You think YOU were a picky eater? That's only the stuff I can think of. right now. i'll probably hacve to edit this later as I think up more and more nasty foods.

oh, yeah, bread pudding. and beef stroganough. anything with mushrooms.

 

[Stormystarr]

I always hated brussel sprouts and broccoli, when I was little,even the dog wouldn't eat them, so I used to hide them in my jeans pocket ad forget about them. On washday, my mother would have to go though the pockets before washing anything, and they would be rotten, I got bitched at everytime, but kept doing it until I was about 9 years old!

 

[teresafannin]

I will probably get kicked out of Texas, but I hate okra & black-eyed peas. Two of the nastiest foods on the planet. I remember my mom making these salmon patty things, they were awful, but we had to at least try. I strongly dislike mushrooms, anchovies (aka sewer fish) & macaroni & cheese. I was the only kid on the block that didn't like mac & cheese as a child.

 

[Adoratrice]

Ughhh I can barely type the words.... Lima beans.....& spaghetti-O's....the sight of either still makes me gag.
My dear ,wonderful ,caring ,nurturing mother would make me sit at the table until I ate them all...if I didn't then I got more...one time when I was 9 ,I had the same bowl of spaghetti-O's for lunch, then dinner,I still didn't finish it all so I had to eat them cold for breakfast.

Don't the memories just make ya all warm & fuzzy?

 

[CW]

heart, liver, tongue, animal balls,,,

Other than organ meats, of any sort and from any critter ( nasty, foul, filth, foul ),,, those horrid slimey boiled/steamed brussel sprouts,,,

and, of course, my all time gag food, tofu,,, I'll eat about anything,,, maybe not much of it, but I'll eat it,,,

Just give me a strong flavored tea to wash it all down with

No lie here, we were so poor growing up,,, that we used to pack mayo sandwiches for lunches,,, and I still eat it, (though in vastly lesser quanities now !! )

 

[Weird Harold]

This list of foods "I won't eat even to be polite" is very short:

Brussels Sprouts.

(I can't even eat in the same room as Brussel Sprouts, the smell makes me sick.)

I'll eat a small amount of almost anything else, just to be polite. I was brought up to believe that dinner was whatever was being served, and I had the choice of eating dinner, or waiting for breakfast. The same priciple applied to other meals as well.

 

[Never]

As a child if it didn't move I'd eat it. Heck, sometimes even if it did I'd eat it.
I feel bad about all the honey bees I ate now - I've also become something of a humanitarian eater. I won't touch veal or Fae grois (Help me on the spelling of that one) though I know quite well I've just drawn the line between vicious and sadistic.

I'm starting to feel very guilty about my favorite dish, crab legs. Why did my mother feel the need to tell me they boiled them alive? My last birthday was, quite possibly, the best human imitation of the Walrus possible.

I remember looking down sorrowfully at my plate, covered with the torn open husk of an Alaskan king while the Man commented. "That's amazing, I don't think I've ever seen anyone eat three whole crabs and a dozen clams at one sitting."
Nevertheless, it's true; I weep for them, I deeply sympathize.

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We are not eating, not because the food is bad, but because our stomachs are full.

 

[•Quartz_Crystal•]

mayonaisse.
I'd eat all the raw veggies but gagged on the cooked stuffed.

Anything with sauce.

Anyting WITHOUT ketchup.

pizza. (weird eh? that was 'til I was about 12)

cheese. (I still hate cheese)

butter on my toast.

As my mother once put it, I wouldn't eat ANYTHING simple.

 

[TN_Vixen]

spinach (sp?) At girl scout camp one year they put spinach on our plates and the rule was 3 BIG GIRLSCOUT BITES. I told my counselor that I would puke if she made me eat it. They made me eat it and I puked. done deal.

mayo... that stuff is just plain nasty.

mushrooms- they grow in moist musty places, people... they are f'n gross!!

When I was little I wouldn't touch broccoli, I love it now. I refused to eat Mom's beef stew, whined every time she made that for dinner, and I refused then and refuse now to eat ANYTHING made with that nasty "Hamburger Helper".

My Dad was the one who would take me out to restaurants and would order things and make me try them before telling me what it was. I learned to love things like fish-all types cooked all ways, and a myriad of veggies, sauces, pasta and even chicken livers that way and I passed the tradition on to my child. He's picky about liking specific types of food.. I don't like THAT kind of white bread, I don't like THIS kind of corn, etc. but he'll eat just about anything.

 

[Mortto56]

I remember as a kid,my mom would make boiled dinner.
That consisted of cabbage,carrots,potatoes,peas,
onions,and ham hocks(pigs feet).

As soon as I hit the driveway I could smell that shit cooking.Then I would turn around and eat over at a friends house,and miss dinner at home.Cause around my house then,if you missed dinner,and mom had put it up,there was no getting it back out and eating later.
In fact there was no getting anything out to eat.You just waited for breakfast.

We did'nt have the luxury of having fast food places back then.
I think we had 1 McDonalds,1BK,1 Kentucky Fried Chicken in our city back then.Now theres at least 5 or 6 of each.Like gas stations,one on every corner.

 

[Guest]

There are a lot of picky children eaters!