What foods do you DESPISE!

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There are a few foods, that I don't care for, but if I'm at someone's house and they serve it, I will eat it. With the exception of macaroni and cheese. I will gag on that.

 

As a kid, I never cared for it. One summer while visiting my grandparent's, my grandmother made it and wouldn't let me leave the table till it was all gone. I tried it once a number of years ago and almost puked up everywhere. Needless to say, I won't even touch it now.
 
Egg Plant ...No no way not no how ....

Allergic to Mellons

Love Brussels sprouts roasted on the grill

Finally like Mac 'n Cheese ... My Grandmother made something that she call Mac 'n Cheese and it was vile.

Harry
 
1. All onions in any form. And yes, even the mild ones and vidalia onions are gross too.
2. The cardboard-tasting flat sprinkles that people insist on putting on cakes. So gross!
3. Meatloaf.

As a side note, I hate when people say "Well, that is because you haven't tried MY (insert objectionable food)".
 
> School cafeteria food. How could anyone eat anything that smelt like that?

I wondered that, too. I don't think I did school lunch but once, and that was at junior high level where there were options other than disgusting glop. Food? Or toxic waste? You be the judge!

Actually I now realize I did lunch a few times in elementary school, but that would not have been regular lunch. Say, an outside barbecue, with the principal grilling hamburgers. Or, of course, pizza.

One interesting quirk with my school district was that the kitchens really didn't actually cook much. Apparently a lot of stuff was made in one kitchen (at my junior high, I was told) in industrial sized quantities, and shipped out to the other schools where it would presumably get reheated. Thus, one would effectively with many things be eating leftover grade. Some things are better the second day--a Julia Child stew, perhaps--but not school cafeteria cuisine.

I have an unfinished novel I started during the late real Maytag era, and the action largely takes place on a private college campus. I had fun with scenes referencing the cafeteria and how bad it is, and how the characters cope.
 
I'm not sure what I despise. Despise to the point of "I eat it I puke". Despise to the point of being held at gun point. "Eat this, or I'll shoot you!" And I'd say: "You might as well shoot now, and we'll get it over with!"

I hated milk when I was a child. But it's been years since I went near the stuff; no idea how I'd react. I can stand froth on cappuccino, but not wild about it. Also the type of milk might make a difference. I had raw milk once as a child--despite all the whining out there about how "dangerous" it is--and it was much better than the crap usually poured into my glass.

Canned tuna is another thing I hated, and it seems to me it made me gag more than once. I was forced (well not forced, but felt obligated under circumstances) to have something with tuna a year or so back, and managed to choke it down. I didn't precisely gag, but it was not pleasant. On the other hand, I'd be willing to try fresh tuna--someone told me that fresh tuna is much different.

I'm not into meat in general. After a certain point, my family never really had much meat that was just cooked meat. To save money, my mother bought cheap stuff, that got cooked as part of something else. So...I have little real interest in a thick steak. (But don't necessarily despise it, and would be curious to try 100% grass fed, locally produced steak.)

I'm not much into seafood. I will eat fish, although not often due to price. A lot of fish I don't like, but that might be preparation. I have no real interest to try sushi. Clams I eat only in chowder; no interest in trying them otherwise. No interest in oysters.

Processed meats are another thing I mostly am happy doing without. At one point, we were caring for my grandmother, who just loved that crap. We cooked it sometimes to make her happy. I hated mainstream sausages--no taste, all grease. I privately called one common brand "Greaseshire Farms." And ring of bologna I strongly disliked, but could choke down if covered with something. And I'll be happy to avoid Spam, too.

I suppose a lot of vegetables could come under fire, but it would be more about a specific preparation. Like mentioned above, I hate canned peas. Frankly, I wonder why we even continue making them. Frozen peas are so much better. I don't like overcooked vegetables, either.

And then I really don't like standard cheap bread. I don't quite despise it, but it's another thing I'd be happy to never eat again.
 
It was nice seeing some comment about eggs! I can't say I despise them, but don't really particularly like eggs. It can take me forever to use up a dozen, and there are long stretches I don't have eggs, period.

One huge headache: someone I know got into chickens, and at one point she had more eggs than she knew what to do with. I got a supply of free eggs. It was nice, at times, but it was a headache sometimes using those eggs up. And getting regularly asked: "Do you need eggs?"
 
I just remembered two more things I hate.

Milk in a glass. As a child my parents gave me diluted juicy juice in a bottle instead of milk because I absolutely REFUSED it. I still refuse it to this day.
One time when I was 6 years old I was placed in daycare for a couple weeks. They only gave milk to drink during lunch, I gave in and took a sip and nearly threw up because I hated the taste. I argued with them until they gave up trying to get me to drink it. (I was quite the strong willed child, and still am very strong willed!) And that was that.

Well, as it turns out I'm lactose intolerant. Which brings me to my next thing, fresh cheese. Namely Mozzarella and Cheddar. Two cheeses I hate with a passion. Also the site of melted cheese makes my gag reflexes kick in. When I was a child all the cheese in deep dish pizza would almost guaranteed make me hurl about an hour later.
Funny thing is I love pizza, I just have to let it cool down to the point where the cheese is no longer gooey.
Mozzarella or cheddar on pizza doesn't really bother me now as long as it's not still melty and theres another topping on it to drown out the taste. So Pizza is my only exception to those cheeses. And I think my lactose intolerance has toned down a bit since I was younger, since that doesn't bother me, though I still will not drink milk or even go near it.

Every other kind of dairy; yogurt, aged cheese, goat cheese etc doesn't bother me and I actually really like those things.
 
What interests me about milk was that it turned out that I had an allergy to it. I wonder if part of my dislike was sensing that.

Or, as I suggested to my mother once when I was about 20, was it mind over matter? I recalled learning that a classmate in elementary school was allergic to milk, and thinking "wow! what a great thing!" or something like that. And so perhaps I thought a little too hard, and my subconscious decided: "We'll make this happen! Any time he touches milk, he'll sneeze!"

I know the allergy was still there when I was about 19. I attended a holiday party at a professor's house, and she served egg nog. (Grocery store stuff, and definitely not spiked). I tried it, liked it (the sugar and spices covered the milk up nicely!). Then, I started having a runny nose after the second helping...
 
And while on dairy, there are some who are anti-dairy who point out that humans are the only creatures who routinely consume milk after a very young age.
 
Additions to my food hate list:Cottage Cheese-many other cheeses as well.Pastas,(like potatoes instead)Oysters-used to love them as a child--now I HATE them--like eating a GIANT bugger!And of course school cafeteria food and "Hotel" pan restuarants!"Grub line" places-any time I eat from these I get the SQUIRTS!!!JET PROPELLED!!
 
I've got something you'd all puke on but I love: Poi. Served in small quantities (so as not to waste) at all Hawaiian tourist luaus. Cooked & pounded root of taro, relative of turnip. Can't practically eat it here; negligible shelf life and nobody makes it anywhere near central TX. Make it myself out of turnips? Nope, turnips make me puke.

Not exactly food but here's something that makes me puke: All music recorded later than Hotel California.
 
As a kid I completely hated sub sandwiches, but love them now.  The parochial school I went in the late 70's & early 80's had 3 fantastic cooks similar to the ones Hans had at his elementary school.  Valeria McDonald was head cook, and Doris Weinke & Marianne Henkelman were the assistants.  They could work miracles with the monthly government commodities they received.  Mrs McDonald baked loaves & loaves of fresh french bread every day that were out of this world delicious.  Her meatloaf, chili mac, and chocolate crazy cake still make my mouth water just thinking about them.  In 8th grade we could volunteer to help in the kitchen during lunch time.  It was great because your lunch was free that week, and you could also get extra servings if you wanted them.

 

We used to joke that we ate at McDonald's every day because of the head cook's last name.
 
There must be something wrong with me.  Most of the stuff listed above is some of my favorite food, especially the liver, avocados, mushrooms of all sorts, shellfish (especially oysters), fishy fish (including anchovies, on a baguette with butter!), gamey meat (I age all sorts of red meat until it has some serious flavor), eggplant (we survive on ratatouille in the summer), Brussels sprouts (all winter long), creamed spinach, and I LOVE stinky cheese.  These are some of my absolutely favorite things. 

 

I’ll also eat any offal.  Some dishes don’t even taste right without it.  Pig’s head or feet, for example, are absolutely required for pozole, or it has no flavor.  Chicken feet do wonders for chicken soup.  And then some things like brains or thymus are just wonderful treats.

 

I will say, I dislike a lot of things that are cooked incorrectly, but not the ingredients themselves.  Offal in particular is often cooked really badly; dried-out liver is the worst.  And I don’t like fatty foods served cold.  Chinese bbq-fat-back and pickled duck’s feet are two classic examples; those are great deep-fried, but not all flabby and cold.

 

Bad preparation rules out most fast food for me, too. 

 

I will say, I don’t really care for pápalos, so maybe there’s one thing on my list.
 
I think the only two foods that I can't tolerate (i.e. will throw up if forced to take a bite) are goat and sheep cheese. No idea why, but it's not an intellectual "I tasted and didn't like it" kind of thing, it's a very strong physical reaction. I'm actually sad about that - my husband and I are foodies, and I miss out on so many delicious dishes because they often contain VT goat or sheep cheese.
I've even tried desensitizing myself to the flavors, but that did not go well at all.

Also I will not touch any kinds of processed foods, but unlike the goat and sheep cheese that is more a rational choice and knowing what actually goes into that stuff and not wanting to ingest any part of it.

And I love oysters, roasted brussels sprouts, spinach (wilted or raw, not overcooked or creamed), venison. The egg and eggplant sandwich at Clover in Boston is a favorite of mine as well! Have beets been mentioned here yet? Love those too!
 
The root of nearly all of my problems since day one...

Virtually no food is safe around my mouth which is usually open most of the time. The first word I think I remember was my Italian relatives saying "mangia" and sticking a spoon full of something in my face. They force-fed me "pastina" with butter, all carbs and fat. In the 1950's, chubby little babies were considered cute and healthy. Fast forward to 65 years later. Fat is a sign of poor health and, at any weight, nothing is cute anymore.

[this post was last edited: 6/27/2015-14:30]

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