 An old boyfriend used to refer to me as being "food macho." The gnarlier the menu item, the more likely I am to order it - and it's not (just) about some misplaced culinary muscle flexing. I genuinely enjoy the funk of deliberate rot and game and un-tender animal parts. I'm the one who'll order the bowl of ox knees, duck blood or fermented catfish curry that prompts the waiter to cock his head and ask, "You know what that is, right?" I've sifted through pig guts with my own hands, eaten numerous animal faces, am on the lookout for enough fresh sheep's blood to make Icelandic slátur and if I do ever chance upon some balut (that'd be fertilized duck egg) - down the hatch it'll go. But plop a plate of tuna noodle casserole in front of me, and I'll start to weep, and maybe even shake a little. If it's in restaurant, I'll try and keep myself contained, but the tears may - okay, have - flowed. In the same way that food can evoke past joy and warmth and celebration, it can trigger some extreme emotional responses, even if the ingredients aren't empirically offensive. I like tuna, noodles and all manner of casseroles. United, they render me a blubbering wretch. I'm figuring I'm hardly alone in this. My sister, a deeply well-regarded psychologist (and lawyer and triathlete...) once had to physically remove herself from a hospital building until the last traces of an Irish beef stew odor had dissipated because it reminded her of a dish she'd loathed from childhood. Another friend cannot eat eggs at night and even Jimmy Fallon is undone by mayo after a childhood incident wherein his grandfather lathered his head to slip it from where it was lodged from a banister. Share your tales of food-based fear and edible horrors in the comments below and we'll share our favorites in an upcoming post. We're here for you. |
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I personally can't stand carbonation. Of any kind. At all. And I've never been a ble to stomach it. My cousin has the same aversion as did my great grandmother but I've never met anyone else who has the same issue to the extent I do. I've met people who claim they don't like carbonation but they can still tolerate beer or soda. Literally even the smell of carbonation starts my stomach roiling. When I taste it it's this burning sensation or sometimes like pins in my mouth. I can feel it go down my throat and into my stomach, burning all the way. And it continues to burn my stomach until it's been digested. If I force myself to drink it I throw up. It's the most uncomfortable and horrible feeling I've ever had with food. I can't describe it. But it's so strange... I've never liked it. Never will. And it seems to only run in my family.
You wouldn't believe the dilemmas this caused me. I remember as a kid, whenever I went to birthday parties they usually only had soda. So I would just not drink. I would get so thirsty but I was so shy I could never ask for a glass of water. I'd eat the cake and be dying of thirst. Eventually I learned how to survive with not drinking much at all. I used to have maybe a glass of water a day until this year when I decided I wanted to drink 64 oz a day. I literally hated drinking and only did it when I was thirsty. Even sipping on water, my preffered beverage, was difficult for me unless I was thirsty. But I've gotten over that now since I began drinking a lot. it took me a while, I had to force myself but now it's so easy to drink.
Actually dealing with that Garcia taste aversion now. Last week, I got a stomach virus that had already been passed around between my 3 kids and their classmates. The last thing I ate before getting sick as a dog was a sandwich made of (very delicious but EXPENSIVE Boar's Head turkey, Muenster & extra mayo. Now, a week later and back to normal, the idea of eating that makes me queasy. I know it wasn't the sandwich, because my kids & niece had the same and no one got sick. It was just a virus. But I can't help it. I'll also not be able to eat at Arby's any time soon thanks to a lady who barfed all over her table right behind me while I was enjoying my roast beef & curly fries.I ended up throwing away all my food and barely making it to the mall restroom before I let loose too. I passed that same Arby's when I went shopping a few days ago, and instantly felt sick & sweaty. I used to love hot dogs as a kid, but because I've spent the last 5 years living a block from a huge hot dog factory, I can't stand them. I hate going outside in the summer because all you smell is hot dogs. On the other hand, I love going back to visit friends in Etown or Hershey. All you smell is chocolate, which is awesome lol. My boyfriend has a violent aversion to mayo, sour cream, cottage cheese and ALL salad dressing. He doesn't know why. He just hates them. He once got a burger from Wendy's and they accidentally put mayo on it. He ate 2 bites and got sick. He hasn't eaten at Wendy's since, and it's been 2 years!
Oh, and jello, it's only good for squishing through your teeth.
Lamb.. I know a lot of people love it, but I just can't do it. Ick
Liver, okra, mushrooms, blue cheese (MOLD??? gross), grape soda (forced to finish a can as a kid & barfed it back up), menudo (I don't care how good it may taste, I refuse to try), cold chicken on the bone (A&P flashbacks), green bean casserole, canned/frozen peas, horseradish & wasabi. Didn't realize I was so picky till I kept thinking of stuff!
I'm kind of a picky eater but, not including the tastes i'm over-sensitive to, I can't eat anything slimy like cooked onions or peppers. I can't eat sushi. The idea of eating raw animal makes me gag. Also wet bread, like in tiramisu.
For many years I could not even stand the smell of corn chips thanks to the previously mentioned "Garcia taste aversion", but I managed to finally get over that. To this day, however, I cannot look at or smell liver without cringing because my mother once tried to trick my siblings and me into eating liver by calling it steak. Do you know how disgustingly shocking it is to be expecting to bite into a steak only to experience the taste and texture of liver instead? I'm not sure why the smell did not give it away, but I guess we were young and trusted our mother not to lie about something like that. I will never get over my liver phobia!
Yes. But mine was Moose liver.
I literally thought (and asked) if this was "butt meat". Seriously, I thought it was tainted (Ha! no pun intended) meat. SO GROSS.
Canned tuna, avocado, bananas, black licorice, salmon, steak, catfish, okra, watermelon, marshmellows, potted meat, any river-caught fish, raw onions, duck, rabbit, squirrel, and venison... *GAG*!
I love to cook, but looking at my list, you'd never think I'd have survived childhood, having grown up in the South in a poorer family, who mainly only ate whatever we could hunt or catch fishing... =-/
Sounds like you simply grew tired of it.
Untoasted bread. I got sick after eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, then got sick after eating a liverwurst sandwhich when I was around 5. Never ate liverworst again, nor PBJ's. It was all about grilled cheese from then on, as far as sandwhiches are concerned. My bread still can't be untoasted!
Kale and I don't even remotely get along. it feels like I am eating sand., I have heard lots of horror storys about stuffed bell peppers.
I think if prepared incorrectly, bell pepper can be slimey. Okra, I have tried several times; even WANTED to like it. Too slimey. Not sure if that means the same bad procedure. Reminds me of vomit.
use to eat veal UNTIL I saw a documentary about the poor calves
People mow grass......
Anything flavored with rosemary, as well as oaked Chardonnay. These pine tree copycats are not meant for human consumption.
I have a kind of reverse story. My mom, bless her heart, was always trying to introduce more veggies into her kid's diet. She used to make these stuffed bell peppers, yuk. Even the smell of them grossed me out completely. I refused to eat them. Later, as a young adult, I lived in Australia for a year. They had this really awesome veggie called a capsicum. Delicious! Yeah, you guessed it, a capsicum is a pepper. I now like peppers. Sorry, mom.
And Ms. K – I understand that existential melancholy that comes over you when you see a casserole – I get the same thing driving through a '60s suburban development. I have to make no sharp objects are close at hand or I just take a flyer at my wrist.
A vile concoction called "Chili-Mac" that was served to us on a Girl Scout camping trip. It was dehydrated, made from a pouch, not unlike what is eaten by astronauts or suvivalists in Idaho. To this day if I see chili and pasta within 20 feet of each other, my gorge begins to rise..
I cannot smell, look at or even think about Twinkies, even as I type this, I am getting sick to my stomach.
Black licorice & peanut butter..can't stand the smell & make my husband brush his teeth & use mouthwash before he even comes into the room with me......my brother loved them & liked to torture his sisters in anyway he could think of, I don't remember a particular incident-either I have repressed it or was too young.
Milk. I keep milk for like 2 days before I pour it out.
I'm a terribly picky eater, though I don't think I have ever thought about any emotional reason behind it. And I'm not going to start blaming my pickiness on it now. I just acknowledge that I'm weird that way.
Speaking of food people never go back to after getting ill, though...why is it someone can't forgive, say, a bowl of chili, but everyone is always willing to forgive tequila? Seriously, no matter what happens with tequila, everyone is willing to give it another chance. And another. And another...
I refuse to eat tuna fish from a can/pouch. It smells and looks like cat food. I cannot understand how anyone can eat something that smells that badly. If I ordered fish in a restaurant and it smelled like that, I'd send it back because it certainly wouldn't be fresh enough for human consumption.
That said, I love fish and am having a major craving for ahi tuna with some miso. I can't eat ahi tuna as I'm pregnant out of mercury concerns.
There are lots and lots of foods I just can't eat, including almost all fruits and vegetables. I was an extremely slow eater – the finicky child who could have lived on mac n cheese or pb&j every day of her life and been as happy as could be. However, I was not allowed that option and dinner time was awful! The whole family had to sit at the table until I was done and I had to eat everything! I dreaded that time of the day... there were tears, yelling, gagging, you name it. It is really pathetic, but I am 44 years old and cannot bring myself to eat a vegetable. Before you ask I did not raise my kids to eat like me, they love everything. If I take one of my girls out to dinner the daughter orders chicken ceasar salad and the parent orders chicken strips. Now that I've opened myself up to ridicule, I'll stop. :-)
OMG. That's hilarious.
I CANNOT under any circumstances eat chitterlings. What they are and the smell are enough red x's to keep me away.
For some reason I cannot eat chicken off the bone. Pork chops, steaks and other meats are fine but not chicken.
Oh, and lets add peaches to the list. Had a very very bad experience with peach snapps in college and even 20 years later the smell of peaches makes me sick
Mayonnaise based coleslaw. My middle school was so small and old that the cafeteria was given up for use as the library, so we all had to trek downstairs to the kitchen to get our lunches, then eat them in our classrooms. Forty-gallon garbage cans were placed in the hallways to collect waste food, and NO ONE ever ate the coleslaw. Imagine walking by several forty-gallon garbage cans filled with nothing but room temperature coleslaw. If you had to use the bathroom after lunch, you held it. Nothing will erase the smell from my mind.
Black olives. My sister once put them up her nose (for shock value). Mom caught her and made her eat them. Black olives = eating boogers!
Cauliflower is Satan's vegetable. I can't stand it cooked or raw or in salads or au gratin or in a house or with a fox...
Just the smell of cauliflower makes me gag. It is vile.
I can't think of any food that makes me emotional to that degree. My mom used to serve us Spam a lot and I freakin' loved it. But when I later found out what it was, I never touched it again. Is that emotional or just grossed out?
Yes. ;)
Oh I thought of one, but I've since gotten over it. In high school I had a virus or something. I drank some orange juice for breakfast, and then threw it up...it came out my nose. Burning, acidic orange juice...out my nose. I couldn't drink it for a long, long time. But I'm over it now.
I. Hate. Pickles. Even the smell of pickles makes me gag. I think my mom ate too many while she was pregnant or somethign because I have always hated them. Can't eat anything with any bits of pickles in it (think macaroni salad, tuna sandwiches I haven't prepared, etc.)
Coney Island hotdogs. When I was twelve, the whole family came down with the flu. I caught it from my cousin and out came a Coney dog. Haven't eaten one since.
Jello.....ick. It gives me the creeps, and bananas. I cannot stand the mushy texture of bananas. I also really REALLY hate mayo. It just smells terrible.
stinky cheese just can't do it, the smell and taste combo revive childhood scent memories of my uncles dairy farm barn floor.
I hate mayo. My mother used to force me to eat it on my sandwiches and tater salad and I never liked it. Even when I asked her not to put it on my sandwiches she thought I was crazy and put it on anyway. Now as an adult I still hate it and it conjures up awful memories and feelings even just thinking about it. On to therapy!
Hotdogs split down the middle and fried. We ate those for lunch and dinner probably 5 time a week for the year after my parents divorced. It was all we could afford. My sister and I still gag at the thought.
PLEASE take the picture of the PIGS FEET off the home page. That is what is making me sick!!!
LOL! Touche!
But, you have to admit, they ARE well manicured ....... or should that just be .... cured? :))))))))))))))))
Corn and other canned vegetables.
I come from a family that is, "You'll eat it and you'll like it..." I had been very sick at school with a stomachache and was sent home early. Even though I was in bed my mother made me get up to eat dinner. I wasn't even remotely hungry. I was always very smell sensitive and she was opening the can of corn, I could smell the nasty juices in the can and I started to become more nauseous. She heated it up and dumped a huge helping into a bowl and gave it to me, saying, "Well, at least eat some vegetables." I refused to eat it. In my house, you don't get up until you're done. I sat there for almost two hours. The corn was cold and smelled vile. Everyone else was done eating and I was so tired that I just shoveled all the corn into my mouth and tried to swallow it whole. What went down came back up almost immediately. I threw up the corn back into the bowl, but my mother did not see this. Vomited corn looks like regular corn. My mom got SUPER annoyed that I was not eating and she tried to force me to eat the vomit corn. I was screaming and crying that I threw up but she did not believe me. The smell was so bad that I threw up again all over her. I think she got a clue after that.
To this day I can't even LOOK at corn or any vegetables in a can swimming in their own disgusting juices. Ugh. I also hate potatoes. ALL potatoes. French fries, chips, baked potatoes, mashed potatoes. And I don't even know why. I might have a repressed memory or something.
Oh. My. Gosh. I think this one should win an award of some kind.
This is more rampant than people think.
Bananas are the most disgusting food on the planet...I will not eat them under any circumstances and they aren't even allowed in my house. I hate to watch babies eat them, when they're smeared all of their face and hair...GROSS!! Following closely in second place...olives, cottage cheese, yogurt, beets, okra, avocado...blech!
Fishsticks and tartar sauce... gross.
Forgot to mention mustard, vinegar, and mayo. My father-in-law will dip a chicken leg in mayo / Miracale Whip and eat it covered in that crap. It's made me gag watching anyone eatting mayo to excess.
Agreed. Ketchup or cocktail sauce goes with fried fish and .....
[Rich] on corn dogs! :))))))))))
I love me a Filet-O-Sauce snamich from McDs.
I was partial to their steamed buns with the fish (circa 1980's), but I always replaced the "lumpy snot" with ketchup.
"lumpy snot" LOL! Please don't tell me you put ketchup on hot dogs?
Full Disclosure: Why yes, yes I do put ketchup on hot dogs!
Doth that offend your fair senses, Kind Sir?
Ketchup on a hotdog is an abomination. Mustard, mustard, mustard. Just pulling your leg.
(; Mustard is good for some things. For a plain, nekkid, rolled-up bologna-flavored, Oscar Meyer-like wiener, ketchup is the only thing that makes it palatable. For other sausage-like foods (brats, Italian sausages, kielbasa, etc.) I'm with you on mustard debate. But it has to be a hearty German-style mustard, not that sweet, neon yaller goop. ;)
Learn something new every day! In my neck of the woods (MT),it's an abomination to NOT put ketchup on a hot dog. I feel the same about a good sausage though – only good mustard on that stuff.
Mayonaise! I can eat it mixed into something that takes away the taste like tuna or potatoe salad but on my sandwich makes me gag like ipecac syrup! It's always been that way for as long as I can remember. What makes it worse is that my dad's wife (refuse to call this woman any form of mom even step) uses her finger and eats it like frosting out of the jar...just the thought of that is make my mouth water with nausea..ugh!
My mother's oatmeal, it had a dearth of moisture, and she perversely would add a raw egg to the mix as she was cooking it. I have never seen another bowl of food take a four-foot drop face-down without disturbing it's contents, I have been thinking of asking her for the recipe to see if I can surrepticiously market it as an eco-friendly emergency sealant, as it has a half-life of about 7 months when packaged and the proper consistency; oatmeal breakfasts in my parents' house were an exercise in piety and character...
Applesauce. When I was little my dad took my brother fishing and they came back and cleaned a bucket of small fish in the driveway. The fish eggs looked like applesauce and now I can't even get applesauce near my mouth with out gagging!
Misleading headline. There are no foods that only "I" can't eat.
The poll question is,
"Is there a food that you just can't eat for emotional reasons?"
Had the question been,
"Is there a food that just you can't eat for emotional reasons?" You might have been more correct in your statement. But that's not the case, now, is it?
Would you just once ... try to post something positive and/or intelligent? And take a remedial reading comprehension course while you're at it.
LIver. The texture is like mealy cardboard, it's gray and it takes disgusting. Ick. Just seeing it listed on a restaurant menu now makes me gag. My mom served it once in a while (she was not a great cook) and one time I refused to eat it and my parents made me sit at the table until I ate it. My brother and sister managed to choke down a couple of bites, but I wasn't going to. II sat there at the table starting at 5pm and at midnight they gave up and sent me to bed – without any thing else to eat. Fine with me. She never served it again.
My brother got really sick after eating some mint-chocolate chip ice cream when he was about 12 years old. The illness had nothing to do with the ice cream, but to this day, thirty years later, he still gets queasy if he even smells mint-chocolate. A box of thin-mints may push him over the edge.
Glad to see all of the banana haters on here....
The reason I can't stomach bananas is when I was little I was left with my grandparents for the weekend. The only thing I would eat was Gerber's Baby Food Bananas and downed a case over the course of my stay. I would rather my husband smoked and kissed me than eat a banana and kiss me without brushing and gargling.
for me it's cantelope, I can't stand the taste, the texture...and most likely from being forced to eat it everytime I was visiting my grandparents (I am the ONLY one in my family that doesn't like it!)..finally I was 17 and put my foot down. I pretty much told them I don't like it, I never have and never will, and getting me to try it again WILL not change my mind! My mom backed me up on that one. I also don't care for most watermelon, might eat that once every two or three years, to me it's just really sweet unflavored water. Again, the only person in my family that doesn't care for it. Now neither do either of my kids, considering neither me or their dad are big fans of those they really haven't tried it and when they did, they found out they don't care for it either.
Eating either peanut butter or popcorn anytime in the evening will give me strange dreams and nightmares.
i made my daughter sit at the table until she finished her cottage cheese and peaches. She sat there and cried for hours, I thought it would be funny to put some cottage cheese on a spoon and flick it at her. Well it hit her in the face and she vomitted all over the dining room! I still think its hilarious that still gags today!
How cruel and sadistic. I'm sure your daughter doesn't find it amusing at all. What a horrible example of parenting.
that sounds really mean.
You're the same kind of sick twisted person MY mother was. You enjoy watching your child suffer?!? You sick twisted b!tch. I know I need therapy, but you and she need it, too.
What possible benefit comes from watching that? You probably think "Law & Order SVU" is a comedy.
Some people shouldn't be allowed to keep their kids.
.... or be allowed to breathe.
You must be either:
A) A ward of the state minor who is making this up
B) A not-so-closet sociopath or
C) A good argument for chemical sterilization
I hope you do not have any more children and that your daughter remembers this when she is choosing your nursing home...
Ignore this piece of shit, Truth.....
Amen!
When I was a kid (10 years) my Mom had made cream puffs and at the time I also had the flu also but I puked after eating cream puffs even though I was puking before that. I am 52 now and still cant look at a cream puff
Bananas. Banana anything. At age 4 I had appendicitis, and the antibiotics were brown ampules of yellow sulphuric powder that had been strongly flavored with artificial banana. After my parents would hold me down 4 times a day to pour that vile stuff on my tongue and hold my mouth shut until I swallowed, that nasty fake banana and sulphur whang would permeate my senses all the day. For 3 weeks. It was torture. I cant even tolerate banana-like things such as cantaloupe, ripe kiwi's, mangos, etc. EEWWWw shudder gag! more than 50 years later!!!
Scallops and milk by the glass! However, I have been served scallops by chefs who don't know about my hatred of them and I've been able to get them down without tears and even see what most people enjoy about them. But childhood food trauma runs deep! And milk by the glass...just plain gross when you're an adult.
coleslaw, potato salad and baked beans – omg how gross. never have been able to eat them – cook outs at my house are much more interesting than these sides...
I don't have a lot of food aversions, and am generally pretty adventurous with my culinary creations, but canned or frozen peas are not allowed anywhere near my person. Fresh from the garden? Awesome.. but any other way and it's hurl inducing.
My hubby on the other hand.. well it's a shorter list for what he will eat, than what he wont.
I can't look at, smell, or eat beans and wieners. When I was five, my stepfather forcefed them to me until I threw up, and when my eight year old stepbrother giggled, he made the poor boy eat what I'd just regurgitated. When he couldn't do it, he was beaten senseless. So yeah, I think an aversion is justified in this case.
That's horrible. I'm sorry...
Thank you. :) It took a long time to get over the monster, but I'm a very happy person today. :)
They would not be the only one whose Father made them eat their own vomit.
I did. Twice. Got caught with cigarettes once, we went to the store and my dad told me to pick a pack out since I was such an expert. When we got home, I had to smoke a cigar in the garage first. Didn't work too well, so I had to eat it. Had a paper plate for an ashtray. Barfed on it, had to eat that too. After that he made me sit on the deck and smoke 1 cig, eat a cig, until they were gone. I was heaving over the balcony on the snow, afterwhich I had to shovel into the woods.
Second time was a similar story a few years later. Caught me with an almost full can of Copenhagen (my step-mom found it in the rafters, obviously looking for contraband – we did NOT get along). Based on previous incident, another round of tobacco eating was in store. Fortunately, he was kind enough to give me a glass of water to wash it down (ever EAT chew? no slide down easy). Vomited into the cup after I finished the water. Was forced to eat that, too.
I have more stories of horror, but thought I'd let you guys know this shit happens. I was also forced to eat the cat food mixed with cat litter when I didn't do a good enough job cleaning that area.
This is not a lie. God, I wish it was.
My father and I are not on speaking terms for these and many other reasons. It happens.
And your mother put up with this loser???
We stayed for about another month or so. She became increasingly afraid for our safety and we left with literally nothing but the clothes on our backs. We've always been blessed with supportive family and they took us in, no questions asked. :)
While I'm rough and tough X), if you were anything like me, that came up in your mind randomly and suddenly once in a while much later and it was not easy to stop the tears.
Glad we lived through it and never became murderers and rapists. THAT, folks, is intestinal fortitude.
Last post of the day for me.
I blamed my sister 5 years younger than me about something once not expecting any reaction since she was so young. Watched her get her ass kicked in the shower by my step mom. That haunts you a long.. Long.. Time.
I have fallen on every grenade I can think of since then. Never. Again.
I will try just about anything but will not under ANY circumstances eat American Cheese. Total food aversion from when I was a kid, ate it and barfed my brains out.
Peas are my personal nemesis. We have had a long and binding hatred for one another from childhood on. They continue to crop up and try to poison me with their invasive, grainy flavor, however I believe I am ultimately winning this war. I have completely eliminated the vile species from my home. Next goal, cause the... accidental.. extinction of the plant forever.
Bitten by a radioactive casserole. Say goodbye to Kat Kinsman, and hello to The Incredible Casserolady, who shoots peas from her fingers and has a noodled lasso of truth, which she uses to thwart the evil forces of bad dishes.
Bologna. I used to eat it every single day for lunch from the age of 3 to 6ish. One day I decided to eath the entire package of bologna (one of the larger ones that's about 3x the size of a normal one). After I ate the whole thing I got sick, vomited, and now (18 years later) even a trace of bologna in something when I didn't realize it will make me instantly gag/vomit.
Cottage Cheese!!! I sat at the table for several hours with a plate in front of me. Dad said I could leave the table when I finished it. I never did, Can't stand the sight of it now. I buy hubby the little prepacked ones so I don't have to look at it when I pack his lunch.
cheese, yogart, wine, beer. when i was 10 my sister, cousin and i got food poisoning from pizza. the cheese was as smooth and shiny as glass but it smelled and tasted fine so they told us to eat it. i projectile vomited across a room and hit a wall 12 feet away. my cousin was only 2 and spent 4 days in the hospital. i think it turned me against all things aged. -gross out factor high, are you ready? the hospital called the board of health. it turns out at the pizza place they were changing a baby on the counter
Soggy bread makes me want to puke. I remember as a kid my mom would make sandwiches and cream of mushroom soup (this also makes me ill...it is just gross looking and tasting). Somehow the sandwhich got wet (i think my mom may have suggested dipping it in the soup.)
aaahahahaggggaag
OMG, I thought I was only soggy bread hater. I can't even sit at the table with someone eating French Onion Soup, the bread will make me gag. I got in trouble as a kid for not eating breakfast and had to sit at the table for hours, long story short - ended up having to eat the soggy pancakes after hours of soaking up room tempature syrup – can't eat any type of soggy bread. I still ask for syrup on the side and "dip" them.
Beef & Noodles, had it too much as a child. If I smell it, my gag reflex starts up. I thought I was alone until I mentioned it to my sister who nearly gagged at the mention of it too.
OK, fertilized duck eggs?? Holy h*ll.
I will never eat a mushroom the same way again. **shudder**
The little ducks in the eggs aren't that bad if you don't mind little feathers and tiny crunchy bones.
I actually liked the ones I had in Vietnam... of course it might be because they're a drinking food and I was in the middle of a drinking contest with my wife's old school buddies.
I won, by the way. They couldn't believe the 135 lb. white boy beat them.
First, saltines and Gatorade: bad memories of my mother making me ingest them whenever I became ill as a child.
Second, Chef Boyardee's Spaghetti and Meatballs: got food poisoning once, and sadly the last thing I had eaten was that. It was terrible having it come back up...
Third, bananas: the combination of texture, taste and smell always made me gag, even to this day.
I can't eat onions, raw or cooked. The way they crunch in my teeth drive me crazy.
Also, canned tuna, this is so gross. I made some tuna salad once and got sick, later in the shower I had a nosebleed and the combination of the canned tuna taste still burping up from my stomach and the iron from the blood. OMG makes me want to DIE! I can eat the tuna that comes in a pouch but that canned tuna is just horrible.
Amen to that. Can't do onions unless I have chopped, cooked and pureed them into nothing but onion taste.
Haha so true !! I like the flavor it adds to food but can't stand the texture!
Same here. I had a bad experience with onions. My mother made stuffing and she had chunks of raw onions in it. I gagged every time I took a bite, and I had to finish all. I love the taste of onions I just need them chopped finely and purred.
I got in HUGE trouble for this when I was a kid...
In first grade, we were doing a lesson on the five senses. When the day to learn about taste came, the teacher brought each of us to the front of the room, blindfolded us and gave us some kind of food on our tongue that we had to eat and identify. I told her before she blindfolded me, to NOT give me a banana, as I knew it was one of the options, and that even the smell makes me want to vomit. Sure enough, she decided to give me a banana, I threw up and she gets mad at me, and I asked (as a first grader) "What did you f#%@ing expect?" Got sent to the principal's, but amazingly enough, my mother backed me, but ONLY because the rest of the class witnessed it...
lol, that is a classic.
Priceless! Thank god no one is in the office hearing me crying with laughter.
I want to party with Truth one day
He's kinda my online hero. X)
Syrup of ipecac. I have no reason to hate it. Makes me vomit every time though. Anyone else have this problem?
LOL!!! ROFLMAO!!! You're fuuuuuuneeeee! :)
I can appreciate this joke. > LOL
Tequila. Two 13 year old boys, one full bottle, and a hot summer day hiding in the woods passing it back and forth. I swear i hurled for 2 days. Is tequila a food group?
Yup.
Right above Jaeger on the pyramid.
Of course, this might just be my family...
chunky yogurt, smoothies...anything thick liquid like. They all make me gag. Smooth yogurts I have somewhat been able to conquer though. BTW that tuna noodle casserole looks amazing! I haven't eaten tuna noodle casserole since I was a kid, simply becuase I've never attempted to make it, but I can still remember how good it tasted!
WE DONT HAVE TO SHARE EVERYTHING! DO WE
I'd like to share the location of your caps lock key .......
ROTF!
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You are my favorite person of the day
Jeez-Luise that was hilarious! I laughed so hard my boss was worried! oh and FTR Liver! Oh and beef toung with all those iddy-biddy taste buds just looking up at you!
Best Post of the Day!
PINK TACOS..........But you've already heard this story before. HA!
HAHA!
Toffee, marshmallow, caramel and anything else that sticks to my teeth. Had a bad experience with the dentist trying to pull off my braces and almost yanked out a tooth. Now anything that pulls on my teeth gives me the heebie-jeebies and I can't get rid of it fast enough.
Chewing gum isn't a problem tho'.
OMG! I can't believe I didn't think of this sooner: green beans.
Even worse: green bean casserole aka "snotty green beans"
I can't do hamburger helper anymore.... had it too much as a kid!
Interesting (nod at Truth) It's for that same reason I avoid bologna & tuna casserole. They don't make me gag, but there are SO many other options to choose from, why eat something I had too much of as a kid?
"Garcia taste aversion" is basically why you often can't eat a food that you were eating before you got violently ill. Even if you know logically that "hey, the stomach flu was going around... it was NOT the fault of the cream of broccoli soup I had that night," you may not be able to eat cream of broccoli soup for a long time. I couldn't eat cantaloupe for many years for that reason. And still can't eat cream of broccoli soup.
Corn nuts. I had them during elementary school summer break and heaved cheddar. To this day, if I even look at them in a store my mouth and eyes water and I get nauseous.
Canned Tuna. It is appears identical to cat food: in its packaging, appearance, and smell. Proclaiming to have a "fishy" smell is a gross under-exaggeration. In reality, a mere cracking of its lid emits a pasture's worth of stench. Inhalation of said fumes will send me reeling into a diminished state of nausea-like paralysis, only to be resuscitated back to life hours later, after the toxic exhaust has tolerably dissipated. – John
I agree. LOVE fish. Love ahi tuna. Refuse to even be in the same room as canned tuna fish.
I used to hate tuna fish as well but my aversion has since disappeared. One night when I was four, my brother and I were being babysat while my parents went to a movie. The babysitter made us tuna fish sandwiches. From what I remember a piece of the tuna fish was kinda hard and tough and for some reason it amde me gag. But I was so shy and meek around the babysittter that I still tried to eat my tuna fish sandwich even though I was beginning to feel sick. Eventually, I threw up the the tuna fish into my blanket. I was too afraid to tell the babysitter what had happened but she figured it out pretty quickly. I wasn't able to eat tuna fish for 16 years until last year as a sophomore in college. Actually, I started liking a lot of foods that I had once refused to touch once I reached college.
I hate:
Liver, Mayo, Sour Cream, Cottage Cheese, guacemole, etc. You'd be AMAZED at the number of foods and/or dishes this eliminates from your options. No good reason, they all just make me want to vomit. And I have. Weird, but I'll eat some stuff others won't too. To each their own.
Oh, and the smell of poundcake makes me gag. THAT has a story.
Canteens were recycled from training group to training group in Security Forces Academy in Texas. They were dipped in a vat of bleach to "sanitize" them for the next group. Pretty sure I failed to clean my "new" canteen and ingested bleach. My water tasted funny all day and I had also eaten a piece of pound-cake from an MRE. Later that night I woke up and ran and vomited in the bathroom for a while. I was very ill and wanted to die. The pound cake seemed to be the only thing left in my stomach as that's the only thing I threw up.
During calisthenics in the morning (not sure how I made it there) My vision and hearing blacked out on me and I had to take a knee for a few minutes. It cleared up enough for me to run with our Team and everything was fine after about the 6th mile. Pound-cake haunts me.
It's called the Garcia Effect.
Interesting Wiki read. Thank you.
Ketchup...unless so well mixed that I can't see or smell it. When I was around 4 I got food poisoning from bad school meatloaf and ever since that day the smell of ketchup makes me turn green. This might also be the reason why I've been a vegetarian for the better part of 12yrs...
This doesn't make you 16 years old does it? :)
The texture of mushrooms reminds me of the time in preschool when I bit another kid and broke the skin (accidentally) and felt this horrifying "pop!" as my teeth went in, however momentarily. And that's what I think of when I bite mushrooms. Eating human flesh. Can't do it.
I so so wish I hadn't read that.
It's o.k. Lil' Buddy...It was ONLY an "accidental Chomping"!!
I know dude but now every time I eat mushrooms I'm gonna think of that. What the heck, I'll get drunk tonight, laugh about it and forget about it.
Soylent Green is mushrooms?
Ha!
Yum!!!
Oh god...that's gross.... I did not need to know that....
LOL!!!! thanks for the chuckle