Are there any foods you hated as a child - but grew to love?
- NellyNel Mar 17, 2009 11:08 AM
Or Vice -versa - something you used to love but absolutely hate now?
It has been on my mind lately because I have recently fallen head over heels for Ikura sushi.
When I was about 19, I became introduced to sushi when I jot a job at the first sushi place in Brooklyn. I was really adventurous and immediately fell in love with the cuisine. I loved all of it.
All of it - that is - except for ikura . Ughh I hated it
- Slimy big balls of goo!
I can remember my order was always a "sushi deluxe - NO IKURA please!"
I'm 42 now......last year I was eating at a South American place and I had these corn cakes that were sprinked with salmon roe . (yes - ikura)...I'm still adventurous so I started picking at them.......hmmm pretty pleasing.....yeah!
Now I am addicted.
I can't believe I let all those years go by without having salmon roe in my life!
At least I can make up for lost time!!
Any foods like that for you?
Pretty much the worst punishment my mother could give me growing up was to make me eat asparagus. I was mostly ok about vegetables, but asparagus were just little satan spears.
It wasn't until about 6 years ago that I was out in a formal dining setting and alongside my main course were the hated green sticks. A glass of wine or two helped me feel a bit more adventurous, so I bit in. And Loved it. Now I put asparagus in practically everything.
In the reverse, I have no idea how I ever ate kraft macaroni and cheese. It was the biggest treat in the world to get that growing up. Now you'd have to bribe me to take a bite...
Hated steak as a child. Mostly, because my sister did and because meat was always well done in our house. I was staying with a friend when my parents were out of town and they gave me the option of steak or liver. To their utter shock, I chose liver (which I loved then and still love).
As a kid, I thought i hated asparagus (the white kind, of course, the REAL deal), because my grandma didn't peel it enough -- having lived through two wars, I guess she was averse to wasting food --, and it made it almost impossible to eat. I nearly choked every time I tried.
Peeled right, served with smoked raw ham, new potatoes, and drawn butter, it is pure heaven. I relish the two months that it is in season in Germany.
I also hated oysters & olives -- love oysters now, and olives are ok, though I don't go apeshit over them.
I probably eat less sweet things than I did as a kid -- marzipan was a fave, and toffifay, the latter of which you couldn't pay me to eat now.
Tomatoes hands down. I have many memories of being made to sit at the dining table until both my brother and I ate our sliced tomatoes. One very vivid memory had us sitting at the table well into the night for hours because we flat out refused to eat the slimy watery vegetable.
Flash forward to today, I love tomatoes...whether they are sun dried, roasted, mixed in a pasta, and yes...even raw. There are days where all I eat for dinner are sliced tomatoes with a hint of olive oil and balsamic vinegar and a nice scoop of cottage cheese.
Now I look forward to summer not because of no school (which I wish I had summer vacation at work LOL) but because of the summer fresh home grown tomatoes.
Third on the tomatoes. I used to have the dry heaves just from having the wedges placed in front of me. Now, I can't wait for the first sign of the summer crops.
Speaking of having the dry heaves, papaya and mango used to be on that list as well. As a kid, I used to frequently visit my relatives in Hawaii. One had a mango tree, and everybody had papayas growing in their yards. Usually served at breakfast, I'd hold my nose and swallow huge spoonfuls as fast as I could. Mangos tasted like turpentine to me - I refused to eat them. Now, mangos are like fruits from heaven, and I relish papayas - particularly the pink-fleshed ones, but they are getting harder to come by due to some blight that attacks that particular variety.
Funny... I grew up overseas in Indonesia and we used to have all the papaya and mangos we could get our grubby hands on. The memories of squeezing lime over freshly cut slices of papaya makes me hungry....which is rather odd because now I can't stand eating either of them. I don't know whether it's the texture or the fact that the smell of both make me gag. Truly odd.
Papayas have that enzyme that breaks down protein, papain - I think that is what contributes to the scent component that made me gag. It reminded me of vomit - something that I was an expert at when I was a baby, according to my mom. The only reason I'd eat the papayas at my relatives' homes was because it was usually my favorite aunt who served them up - didn't want to hurt her feelings and tell her her papayas tasted like vomit!
And as I mentioned earlier, that turpentine smell from many varieties of mango just flat out made me refuse eating those. If you eat them when they're at or before their prime, the turpentine smell is far less noticeable. Also, the "Manila" variety of mangos (sometimes called "Honey") have almost no turpentine component at all, even when beyond their peak.
Mangos didn't click with me at all - I think part of it was the fact that I used to be around pine trees a lot when I was a kid. The smell from the sap left me with headaches after a while. When I look back at my childhood, I can't believe how many things would cause headaches for me. Now, it's just my kids. :)