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Food Scars - Things you will never eat again.

What foods will you never eat again because they remind you of bad experiences?

My husband refuses to have bow tie pasta noodles in our house. I learned this after purchasing some at the store. He's in the film industry and when the film's budget starts to get depleted, in an attempt to save money the catering makes a pasta dish with cheap meats and veggies with bow tie pasta. He will never eat bow tie pasta again and he threw away the newly bought bow ties when he found them.

When my dad got laid off we had to eat cheap as a family and hot dogs became something we ate a lot. My sister refuses to eat them now, I still think they are delicious.

It took me two years to cook chili again. I thought I had used something bad and got food poisoning turns out it was a stomach virus going around, but it didn't matter.

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  1. Frozen pizza baguettes. One night a long, long time ago, I was having rather serious munchies, and inhaled two mushroom pizza baguettes.... I don't know if they were bad, or if it was a combination of late-night binge & and over-eating, but I got pretty sick off of them. Never. again.
    (thankfully, it's not something I miss)

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    1. re: linguafood

      My husband will eat little ceasers pizza if he has to on a film set, but the cheap pizza is also something he can barely stand. He calls them death wheels.

    2. This is one of those posts you regret replying to as it probably will go on for years with hundreds of responses .. but ...

      Rock cornish hens.

      The first time I had them was the night before my father died. I actually did have them once since then because a friend made a special dinner for me. I ate them without comment but it filled me with a deep sadness. I won't ever eat them on purpose.

      I had a bad can of smoked clams once and it took decades for me to even look at them again without feeling queasy. A 99 cent sale was too tempting a few years ago and happily I'm over it. I love smoked clams and oysters. You would think tho that common sense would have trumped thrift ... I mean, the last time I had the clams I got really sick ... yet, I'm lured back by cheap sale clams.

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      1. re: rworange

        that's an interesting one I can see how that can bring back sad memories.

        I guess everyone has a I ate this, got sick and never ate it again type story.

      2. Honey Nut Cheerios and the flu. Enough said.

        Top Ramen. It was perpetually in the house for weekend kid lunches growing up. My mom always had us doctor it with some egg and peas or some such. I never disliked it, but now the thought of it makes me green.

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        1. re: Vetter

          Flu is the same reson I will not eat Arriba Fire Roasted Salsa. I ate some while I was sick, and it ruined me. I used to eat a whole ajr in one sitting. I still enjoy other salsas, and even found a TJ knockoff (Chipolte Garlic Salsa) that I will eat.

          1. re: par38lamp

            I love Arriba Fire Roasted Salsa, and I don't care if I get sick coincidentally whilst eating it - I will still eat it again!

        2. Campbell's cream of mushroom soup -- after returning home from a 3-day hospital stay in 1962 for a tonsillectomy (I was in 2nd grade), my mom served me a bowl of this horrible stuff! My throat was still sore, and it tasted AWFUL! Because of that, I do not like mushrooms to this day. At all. I've tried, believe me, but I just can't do it.

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          1. re: janbo19

            Funny, that's mine, too, but I didn't think anyone else would have the same. Mine was after having wisdom teeth removed and I had it days in a row. I can't even smell it now. But, I still love mushrooms.

            1. re: chowser

              i needed emergency surgery to have an impacted, infected wisdom tooth removed, and i basically had to live on packets of cream of wheat for a week. though i can't eat it anyway now because of the gluten, the mere thought of that stuff nauseates me. unfortunately, the experience also permanently turned me off to the flavor and aroma of cloves because the packing after the surgery contained clove oil. gag.

          2. Bread pudding. I used to LOVE it and always reserved one at my favorite lunch place. One day, I was having trouble getting a spounful out of the bowl and it was because a mouse was baked in. That's been 20 years ago and I still gag at the thought!

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            1. re: BubblyOne

              Oh my. How awful for you! That makes me gag at the thought as well. I wouldn't be eating that again ever as well.

              1. re: boyzoma

                And the manager offered me another one for free-no thanks!

                1. re: BubblyOne

                  About a year ago I was about to put a forkful of salad into my mouth but I noticed it was wiggling! A roach. Since I like the people who run the greasy pizza joint next door, I took the salad back to them rather than calling the board of health. It took me a while to order another salad from them, but I'm nothing if not loyal.

                  1. re: somervilleoldtimer

                    OK, now I'm not sure I will ever order a salad at any restaurant ever again . . .

                  2. re: BubblyOne

                    Another mouse, or another bread pudding? AARGH!

                2. re: BubblyOne

                  I might never eat bread pudding again either, thanks to this post. Though I admit before I felt disgusted, I laughed out loud.

                  1. re: Frosty Melon

                    Not too long ago, I was at a really nice restaurant for their tasting menu- and dessert? You guessed it, a TRIO of mini bread puddings. Could not do it.

                    1. re: BubblyOne

                      Pardon the cliche acronym, but O.M.G. What a nightmare.

                      1. re: BubblyOne

                        My mouth is just gaping open in horror. Poor you. Poor mouse!

                        1. re: BubblyOne

                          Ewwwww! I would never eat that again either!

                          In a weird way this reminds me of my mom. She has this uncanny magnetism when she eats in restaurants we almost always find hair in her plate

                        2. I got over them eventually but......

                          1) Ham. When I was young ham was one of my favorite foods. Then we had a family reunion. 80 people were supposed to show up, 15 did. The family was not into wasting food. We had boiled ham, deviled ham, baked ham, fried ham, ham ommelettes, ham spaghetti, ham loaf, ham pancakes, ham salads, ham sandwiches. 5 days of ham. Then we took home leftovers. I do eat ham now, but I don't enjoy it like I did when I was young.

                          2) Tequila: The first time I ever got really really really drunk, passing out drunk, was from tequila shots (cheap tequila at that.) It was probably borderline alcohol poisoning. It was years before I could even sit next to someone drinking a margarita without wanting to gag. Fortunately I have made a full recovery from that one too.

                          3) Macaroni and Cheese: We were traveling in Mexico for a month. We ate at roadside stands, at food carts in the cities, at hole in the wall restaurants that locals had recommended (avoiding the tourist traps.) One night auntie made the blue box mac and cheese in the kitchen where we were staying for a few days, and three of us got sick. Yeah, I know... it probably wasn't the mac and cheese, tell that to my stomach. That was more than 30 years ago, and I can still just barely choke down macaroni and cheese.

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                          1. re: KaimukiMan

                            It was probably the water used to cook the macaroni

                            1. re: rworange

                              thats what i thought at the time, but that is the same water that was used to prepare meals we had at restaurants, rinse dishes we ate off of, and rinsed fruits and vegetables with. whatever the reason, it was ironic to get sick after eating one 'american meal' and not the countless other times that seemed more likely. and it's hard to reason with a feisty stomach. Also oddly enough it is one of only four times I ever got ill from food. and you already know about one i avoided. another was in korea where some absolutely delicious strawberries were rinsed in bad water, and it took out the entire department of the office i worked at for 4 days... so much for that picnic.

                              1. re: KaimukiMan

                                I have had a similar experience with mac + cheese. I was in grade 2 at the time, and bought some frozen mac+cheese from the supermarket. Microwaved it for lunch and had a bit...

                                Got sick in under 20 minutes. It was so unpleasant I haven't had mac+cheese if I could help it, and at times I choose to not eat over having any.

                                1. re: KaimukiMan

                                  While this might not be the reason, when I was working Mon-Fri in Mexico City and flying home on the weekends, often the first meal I had in the US would cause Montezuma's revenge. I think It was just my system had adjusted to Mexican food and the change of diet on the weekend caused my body to revolt.

                                  1. re: rworange

                                    My first meal at home from ANY trip often upsets my stomach....I just think we get used to different water, or maybe different time zones...who knows?

                                    I had to laugh at the ham story above. Years ago I stayed at a tourist camp in Canaima National Park in a remote area of Venezuela. It was a lovely place, but the food was pretty much limited to what was raised or grew there. So we had fruits (mostly tropical) and some vegetables, and chicken. And eggs. And chicken. Chicken was served as the entree for every meal, except for breakfast which was of course eggs. It often came with rice and beans, but it was still chicken, usually roasted or grilled. After five days there I didn't want to eat chicken for a month!

                                2. re: rworange

                                  Doubt it, since the water was boiled to a fare-thee-well.

                                  1. re: rworange

                                    Wouldn't the water have boiled long enough to kill any pathogens in the water? I would have suspected the milk.

                                  2. re: KaimukiMan

                                    Your 'family not into wasting food' reminded me of another of mine.

                                    Once a zucchini hid in our garden under a leaf until it weighed--I am not kidding--17 pounds.

                                    My family wasn't 'into wasting food' either, so my mother cooked it. Need I say that a 17-pound zucchini isn't really edible? I very rarely eat cooked zucchini to this day. I will pick it out of minestrone, or more likely just not eat the dish it's in. I always check on the mystery vegetable of the day, what's in the pasta primavera, etc. It's just amazing how often zucchini is hiding in there.

                                    1. re: foiegras

                                      I'm not sure why, but your comment has me laughing so hard I'm CRYING. A 17 pound zucchini hiding under A leaf? Really?! This one got me way more than that mouse in the bread pudding.

                                      1. re: staughton

                                        Absolutely ;) The leaves are effing huge, like a plate or platter, and they're prickly, so you don't necessarily want to be touching them. I think the kind of laughter you describe is very therapeutic :)

                                      2. re: foiegras

                                        I love zucchini - recently made homemade veg stock And addeded lots of sautéed onions and garlic then barley, quinoa and at the end some lightly sautéed zucchini. However it was not the tough, woody mammoth zucchini you mention.

                                        In the neighborhood where I grew up many people had gardens are we're frequently giving away lemons, peaches, apples, chard, etc. people could not get rid of the humongous zucchini - my mother tried it ONCE then turned it down. I thought I didn't like it until I had the common-sized one. I think my neighbors (several of them) thought it should be jumbo like that.

                                    2. Tomato soup- In elementary school I was lucky enough to have a classmate vomit tomato soup on my during lunch. The school allowed me to change into sweatpants, but the made me keep on my vomit splattered sweater and blouse.

                                      Jones Fufuberry (sp?) Soda- I was drinking this while eating mini spring rolls. Spend the whole night vomiting. I can now eat spring rolls again.

                                      Still can't drink vodka after college.

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                                      1. re: viperlush

                                        Oh, boy. You just made me laugh!! So sorry that happened.

                                        In elementary school, I once threw up all over a teacher's feet.

                                        1. re: viperlush

                                          And actually, your posting about tomato soup made me remember that as a child, I would simply not eat Campbell's vegetable soup because it looked too much like vomit.

                                        2. caponata.

                                          i made a huge batch once and everyone loved it (and i love the ingredients, too), but it must've coincided with a tummy bug for me, because i went to bed after tasting it -- once made -- and stayed sick for two days.

                                          oh, i forgot about the canned snails. oh gyaack! i cannot even consider eating them ever again. i was wretched!

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                                          1. re: alkapal

                                            My son has never been big on mussels, but we finally got him to try some in France. After a bit of trepidation, he loved them and started launching into eating a big pot of them. About fifteen mussels in, he asked me why some were kind of crunchy. I told him he must have gotten a little bit of shell. He started inspecting each bite more closely (always a bad sign with him) and ended up pulling on what looked like a tiny white thread, dramatically extracting a small tick-like crab from the inside of the mussel meat (I'll admit it, I screamed). We were all pretty shocked but assured him it was a one in a million kind of thing. Even more warily he forged on and found another and another to the point that he was eventually completely freaked out and traumatized and very skeptical of our ability to predict probability. Apparently these little parasitic crabs are relatively common in Europe (where we live), though somehow I've never run across them before.

                                            1. re: butterfly

                                              Eww... that would keep me from eating mussels for quite a while.

                                              1. re: butterfly

                                                I had that happen to me as well, they eat the crabs is what I was told. Anyways, I vomited on the spot when I found one, the same way he did... I crunched on one, pulled it out of my mouth, and proceeded to get ill.

                                                1. re: butterfly

                                                  To me that sounds like a delicious two-fer

                                              2. Already shucked mussels. I've gotten severe food poisoning twice in the last 6 years from eating shucked mussels in a prepared dish ---- first time in a pasta dish, second time in a seafood dish. I love moules frites and order them regularly, but avoid mussels that aren't presented in their shells.

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                                                1. re: beantowntitletown

                                                  A few months ago I ordered steamed mussels and the first mussel I tasted had the absolute worst taste - like the smell of manure - that ran through my mouth and nose. It was as if I was smacked in the face with a cow patty pie! I learned later that this happens when the mussels spawn. And when one spawns it triggers others to follow suit.

                                                  1. re: lynnlato

                                                    so *that's* what that is!

                                                    and the texture gets somewhat "mealy," right?

                                                    1. re: alkapal

                                                      OMG yes! It's a full on assault of the senses. It's making me nauseous just to think about it. Ugh.

                                                      1. re: lynnlato

                                                        i generally like mussels, but those "spawners" really ruin it! so, i find myself reluctant to order them anymore.

                                                        1. re: alkapal

                                                          I totally agree. So disgusting. Glad to have read this because I spent a lot of time googling a while ago, trying to figure out why they tasted so awful. Yech.

                                                          1. re: ChristinaMason

                                                            for some reason i just imagined getting a big bowl of mussels in a restaurant, biting into a spawner, and shouting out "SPAWN-ER" like i'm calling out a bad child...or maybe calling for a lost dog! um, how does my mind get this way? that i cannot answer. ;-).

                                                            but try imagining you doing the same thing; it is strangely liberating. LOL!

                                                    2. re: lynnlato

                                                      happened to me as well! i couldn't eat mussels for about 10 years after that, and to this day when i do have them, i tense up as i take the first bite out of fear that it'll happen again :)

                                                      1. re: goodhealthgourmet

                                                        I got sick the first time I ate mussels, and have only been able to try them once since- and that was about 25 years ago. I adore all other seafood and shellfish, just not mussels.

                                                    3. re: beantowntitletown

                                                      Oh, boy. In Morocco, I saw a guy selling mussels out of their shells, which were sitting in a dish in the hot sun. No one was buying. This in a market where the chickens are so fresh that they are killed when you buy them.

                                                    4. Raw oyster. I got a pretty bad stomach flu/food poison for about a week. You name it. Fever, aches and pain, vomiting.

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                                                      1. re: Chemicalkinetics

                                                        Same thing happened too me with raw oysters at a Chinese buffet place. I still eat it though, just not at cheap places. I had a plate of raw oysters (at a well known seafood place) a few months after.

                                                        I love seafood too much to let that bout of food poisoning ruin it for me. Thankfully, I was only sick for a few days.

                                                        On the other hand, I haven't knowingly had watermelon for 15+ years. I got food poisoning from that, but that bout lasted about 2-3 weeks, including a trip to the hospital.

                                                        1. re: Unraveled

                                                          In my case, I got those raw oysters in a Korean supermarket. They are not the normal raw oyster. They are heavily spiced and salted. I bought them and ate a few pieces the first day and everything was fine, but I got very sick when I ate a lof ot them three days later.

                                                          Sorry to hear about your watermelon incident. Yike.

                                                          1. re: Chemicalkinetics

                                                            It must have been a bad batch. I've had plenty of them. The seasonings ferment the raw fish so that it lasts longer. I've purchased a small container (usually clams) and it's lasted me throughout the week.

                                                      2. Liver and Onions! Even the smell can make me gag. Made me ill as a child and will not go near the stuff.

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                                                        1. re: boyzoma

                                                          I am physically incapable of swallowing liver. bleah

                                                          1. re: CanadaGirl

                                                            Makes me gag as well - not a fan of any organ meat.

                                                          2. re: boyzoma

                                                            I absolutely love Liver and Onions! I did get ill after eating some at a greasy spoon once too, but that did not deter me. Calves liver with extra onions and bacon is one of my favorite dishes.

                                                          3. I think I am over mine, but I couldn't eat lasagna for the longest time. I was sick after eating it (stomach bug, not from the lasagna) and then the next time my mom served it to me, there was a fly in my piece. But I got over it after about 10 years.

                                                            And couldn't eat honey dijon dressing for a while because eating it coincided with a case of noro-virus. And I got over it, as long as I don't think about it too much.

                                                            1. Salmon. I live in the Pacific Northwest and I used to love salmon. Then one day, I just could not stand the smell or taste. (I was never sick on it and have no idea how this happened. It's just weird.)

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                                                              1. re: Leper

                                                                I live (and grew up) in the Pacific Northwest. I hate, hate, hate salmon, but god knows I won't give an out-of-towner a "northwest" gift that doesn't include some smoked salmon.

                                                              2. conch. had it badly prepared once, and i know i'd probably like it, but have not gotten over it.

                                                                and i hate that. i don't like operating out of habit

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                                                                1. re: thew

                                                                  I wouldn't call it habit ... I'm sure we're hardwired to avoid foods that have made us sick (assuming we survive).

                                                                2. Spaghetti O's
                                                                  Red Jello
                                                                  Tequila. Once you've had it come out your nose, you never really want to drink the stuff ever, ever again.

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                                                                  1. re: delong99

                                                                    I used to love Spaghetti O's as a kid. Last year I had surgery and had to eat really soft foods, and I thought "Spaghetti O's". Oh boy, was I disappointed. Ruined my child hood memory! Gave the other cans to my grandsons, who, by the way, loved them!

                                                                    1. re: boyzoma

                                                                      You know - I was craving spaghettio's with franks for about 3 years..I couldnt find them anywhere! I finally found them recently ond - wow - they really sucked!
                                                                      I'm not sure if they have changed or if it's me !

                                                                      and to Delong - ew!

                                                                      1. re: NellyNel

                                                                        I had the 'spaghettios epiphany' a few years ago - I didn't remember them being so sweet!

                                                                        1. re: jeanmarieok

                                                                          Agreed,they require a ton of parmesan (green can or otherwise) and a lot of pepper to make them good again. Not good like you remember, though, I haven't gotten back there.

                                                                        2. re: NellyNel

                                                                          Yeah! I had the same experience about spaghettios! I used to love them as a kid, but now I can't stand them.

                                                                      2. re: delong99

                                                                        When I was in the hospital recovering from open heart surgery, I would get these weird cravings for different foods. My mother would do her best to satisfy these cravings for me and one day I asked for spaghetti. She was staying at the local Ronald McDonald House and had limited access to grocery stores and such.

                                                                        What she came back with was spaghetti made w/ spaghettios (for the sauce) and green peppers. I didnt want to hurt my mother's feelings, especially since she had gone through so much trouble. I forced down every last bite with a smile pasted on my face. For some reason, what offended me was the green peppers. I think they were undercooked and when combined w/ spaghettios tasted extremely weird.

                                                                        For years after that, I wasn't able to eat any sort of tomato sauce combined with green peppers, especially if they were undercooked. And really, I know it wasn't the green peppers, it had to be the spaghettios.

                                                                        Another weird issue I had after the surgery was that I couldn't stand the smell of plastic wrap. It smelled just like the claustrophobia-inducing oxygen mask I had to wear for over a month.

                                                                      3. Various cold-cut ends, usually vacuum-packed by deli counters when too small to cut on the slicer:
                                                                        I had the worst case of food poisoning after eating this. I would like to say "Fever, aches, pains, and vomiting" as simply put by chemicalkinetics, but it was so much more of an experience that words canot express.
                                                                        I've eaten sous-vide cooked pork intestines in Mexico (it wasn't a professional kitchen, I say sous-vide 'cause the guy was cooking it in a cauldron of tepid oil on the sidewalk...) and got sick.
                                                                        Turtle meat in the islands and got sick.
                                                                        Bad Paella and got sick.
                                                                        However...after eating the bad salumi ends I was horrendously sick for about 15 hours...I actually wanted to die and get it over with...
                                                                        N - e - v - e - r
                                                                        A - g - a - i - n

                                                                        By the way, I actually like canned escargots.

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                                                                        1. re: porker

                                                                          >>>>>I've eaten sous-vide cooked pork intestines in Mexico (it wasn't a professional kitchen, I say sous-vide 'cause the guy was cooking it in a cauldron of tepid oil on the sidewalk...) and got sick.<<<<<

                                                                          gosh, porker, who'd have thunk it?!

                                                                          1. re: alkapal

                                                                            you're starting to sound like Mrs. porker, alkapal, hehe.
                                                                            It seemed like a good idea at the time.

                                                                        2. frozen Jamaican beef patties. food poisoning or a coincidental flu I will never know. But I can not even think about them for too long without getting queasy!

                                                                          1. Canned picked beets.

                                                                            Vodka & Fritos.

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                                                                            1. re: kmcarr

                                                                              All 3 together, or just vodka + Fritos?

                                                                            2. Liver, no matter what animal it is from, how it is cooked or prepared, even if smothered in something (onions) to make it pass, never ever again. I will not go on and on, but it is a damn filter to remove poisons from the body.

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                                                                              1. re: taketheunder

                                                                                And it has such a distinctive and nasty flavor, even when it's in a fancy dish. Yech!

                                                                                1. re: taketheunder

                                                                                  The liver and kidneys from the suckling lambs here in Spain are really, really delicious. Though it does seem callous to eat them when they haven't even had a chance to filter out anything bad...

                                                                                2. I got sick after eating Golden Grahams cereal years ago, but no great loss there.

                                                                                  I once got sick on Thanksgiving a few hours after dinner. My brother had been sick the day before, and no one else got sick, so I assume it was a virus and not related to the meal. It took me a few years to eat stuffing again.

                                                                                  I've also never been able to stomach eggs b/c the smell reminds me of childhood family trips when I would get feeling car sick right around the time everyone else was eating their egg sandwich breakfasts

                                                                                  In terms of foods that make me sad - there are a few foods I associate with funerals or family members who've passed, but I tend to cherish the food for the memories they bring rather than avoid them for the associated sadness.

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                                                                                  1. re: mpjmph

                                                                                    As a kid I wasn't allowed sugary cereal (except Raisin Bran- the most sugary), but when i went to friends' houses with Golden Grahams I never understood why they liked them. They had a weird, slimy texture adverse to young American palettes.

                                                                                    I also never understood Cap'n Crunch. The few times I ate it, it cut up the top of my mouth.

                                                                                    1. re: misterkot

                                                                                      yeah, that was weird about cap'n crunch, wasn't it?

                                                                                    1. re: Frosty Melon

                                                                                      It took me a looong time to eat fish sticks after a vomiting episode on fish sticks Friday when I was in second grade. Probably a good 30 years.

                                                                                      1. re: Frosty Melon

                                                                                        I can't even look at a box of fish sticks.

                                                                                        Or any other type of fish, processed or in true form. I just can't choke it down. I started to cook it recently for my husband, but only in a foil pan while wearing gloves.

                                                                                      2. Collard greens. My father was a hunter and whenever he killed a bear we'd know because he'd drive up hollering for the bear rendering pot. Mom would get it out and we all knew we'd have to eat that gristly, nasty meat for at least a week. Somehow dad got it as close as you can get to jerky using the process of boiling. And he always insisted on collard greens with his boiled bear. That's how bad the bear was. It ruined collard greens for me forevah!

                                                                                        Oh yeah, I don't eat bear either.

                                                                                          1. Sadly, I can never eat bouillabaise again. It was one of my favorite foods, something I would always order whenever I saw it on a menu. But I have not eaten it since my horrible birthday dinner in 1996. I had been married less than a year and was pregnant for the first time. DH's parents, who had boycotted our wedding, acted as if they wished to mend fences and insisted on taking me out for my birthday. I was suspicious., but DH thought they were sincere. It turned out, they were not. The whole meal was the in-laws' being passive-aggressive as hell. What's worse: my FIL ordered bouillabaise, too. Since then I haven't been able to stand the thought of bouillabaise. Last year my 13-year-old son asked me to cook bouillabaise because, after hearing the story of the birthday dinner from hell, he wants to try bouillabaise; it's been months, and I still can't bring myself to buy the ingredients.

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                                                                                            1. re: browniebaker

                                                                                              Livarot (it's a washed rind french cheese). Some time ago "fortune" of bumping into this cheese in a local supermarket, not one but three small wheels. I bought all them (expensive as they were), due to the fact that 1. I like washed rind cheese a lot and 2. they were one of the two brands that the Cheese Primer (which I was using as basically a bible at that point) partiuclarly recommended. As soon as I got home it was out with the knife and crackers and on with the consumtion of one of them. This was at about 5:00 PM By about 6:45I started to feel really lousy and by 7:00 I was vomiting profusely (and I usually don't vomit unless stuff is really upsetting my stomach, I've literally only thrown up (barring babyhood and toddler hood which I can't remember clearly, and few times I was simply choking, less than 10 times in my life) the whole thing fortunately passed relitively quickly I was able to put some dry bread and water into my stomach by about 11:00 and was completely back ot normal by mid day the next day But I still cringe when I contemplate eating Livarot again. I know that, given the extremely sudden onset and procedure it sound like it couln't have been the cheese to cause it. but 1. everything else I had eaten in the previos day or two had been food that was shared between eveyone in my house (none of whom got sick) and was stuff we ate all the time and 2. My mom (who is also a washed rind aficionado, took one sniff of one of the other wheels and almost vomited soley on that.

                                                                                              1. re: jumpingmonk

                                                                                                Isn't there a bacterial disease with very rapid onset you can get from cheese, listeriosis or something? Maybe it was that.

                                                                                                1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                  I suppose it's not impossible , though listerosis is supposed to last a week or so, not 3 hours. Then again, I suppose it is just on the outside of possibility that if you vomited enough intially you could evacuate so much of the bacteria from your stomach that it never really got settled in. In the end lets leave it I'm not a doctor, I do not feel confident in trying to guess why the cheese got me so sick, I have no intention of eating it again (well let's modify that last one to "unless it is served to me by a qualified cheese expert who's determination of its freshness I can implicity trust, then I'll think about it g>)

                                                                                                  1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                    Stumbled on to this site-first time-Have a long interest in medical stuff and food poisoning and doubt listeria.It can do some awful things but this ain't it..Can't believe how many posts have speculated on things like location causing this kind of upset or trip timing (after all, for example a trip,Montezuma's Revenge takes some time to present itself) Some odd theories out there. Bad water is bad water.
                                                                                                    I'm quite sure the most common culprit in the sudden and especially short and violent episodes people describe is staph food poisoning.It is I beleive #1.Unlike botulism toxin (and you really don't want that!!) which is destroyed by a little boiling ,staph toxin is not..
                                                                                                    I've experienced it a couple of times and both episodes were so similar.The first was at a deli that made dynamite meat sandwiches here in Denver.I'd no trouble with them many times "til I bought one one time and was vomiting within 15 or twenty minutes of eating.Was fine before.. An hour later I was fine.Went back and looked at the thermometer in the meat case of the place they used and it was ,like .50 degrees!
                                                                                                    The second was when was making black bean soup with a ham that had been in my fridge perhaps 3 days.I snacked on the ham while making it and...same story.At some point it hadn't been held at a safe temp. Could not think about black bean soup for years.
                                                                                                    As for what I truely will never eat again..red licorice.Too much at the beach when I was six.Canned peas (the only kind available in N. MN in the early '60's- fresh are now my favorite veg) and grenadine..a tequila sunrise ingredient ..you can surmise why!

                                                                                                        1. re: pikawicca

                                                                                                          But you gotta admit, cooking while drinking and half naked is loads of fun! I guess its a matter of degree.

                                                                                                          1. re: porker

                                                                                                            Matter of degree.
                                                                                                            Is that referring to the hot fat spattering and where it hits?

                                                                                                            1. re: wolfe

                                                                                                              Cooking naked isn't necessarily a regular activity for me, but when it does occur, alcohol and fun are usual elements. Spattering of hot fat can dampen these spirits...to a degree...hehe.

                                                                                                              1. re: porker

                                                                                                                Porker says "Spattering of hot fat can dampen these spirits...to a degree...hehe."

                                                                                                                No pun intended?? LOL

                                                                                                2. re: browniebaker

                                                                                                  As I was reading the post, I'm thinking "OK this is where she's gonna get sick...no...OK now this is the part where she throws up...no..."
                                                                                                  Then it hits me: food aversion through psychological trauma. Now THATS tough...

                                                                                                3. Grape Nuts cereal. Was eating some long ago when I realized some bits were moving. It had these grape-nut-sized bugs that while sort of striped I swear had evolved to blend in perfectly with Grape Nuts.

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                                                                                                  1. re: snippet

                                                                                                    I stopped eating grape nut cereal when one day I recognized the flavor of the grape nuts tasted like soap.

                                                                                                    1. re: snippet

                                                                                                      ok, I would have DIED.... I have a box downstairs, and I RAN down after reading this, ripped open the box and inspected a handful in the bright sunlight. I am scared to DEATH to try it now!!!

                                                                                                      1. re: gryphonskeeper

                                                                                                        oh don't worry! when you pour in the milk, they float to the top.

                                                                                                        1. re: alkapal

                                                                                                          True, but keep in mind to keep a high milk-to-grapenuts ratio. Otherwise, it is difficult for the little bugs to float through the grapenuts.

                                                                                                          1. re: Chemicalkinetics

                                                                                                            ah, you're so right ceekay. it depends on one's personal "style" of eating GN -- lots of milk or barely wet. i used to like lots of milk myself, ergo built-in bug detector (but never had any bugs ;-(.

                                                                                                            1. re: alkapal

                                                                                                              Definitely lots of milk. And let 'em sit for a bit to give the little buggers a chance to wriggle out. No wriggling then good to eat.

                                                                                                      2. re: snippet

                                                                                                        Nothing to do with Grape Nuts, but bug-related....
                                                                                                        I was a kid vacationing with the folks on the Atlantic City boardwalk (pre-casino days). My mom was eating an icecream cone. Not the conical "cone-shaped" cone, but the squarish type with a flat bottom. The inside bottom of these cones have a square honeycomb in them, I assume for strength. Anyways, she's worked down, eating towards the bottom when the honeycomb area becomes exposed. Lo and behold, a cockroach was hiding in one of those honeycombs. We were all sufficiently revulsed.

                                                                                                          1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                            It would have been worse if mum had popped the bottom of the cone in her mouth with Mr Roachy inside... just sayin'

                                                                                                            1. re: grayelf

                                                                                                              maybe not...perhaps he would have been lost in all the crunch and no one's the wiser?
                                                                                                              Funny thing is after maybe 35 years since, I could never chew my way to the bottom of a cone.

                                                                                                          2. re: snippet

                                                                                                            I once opened a store brand or off brand box of oat meal and just as I peeled the paper liner under the plastic lid, I saw something flutter past me. Now, it was a hot summer day and I had all my windows open, so I had no idea if a bug had flown into the kitchen right then. Or maybe even it was a couple of pieces of oatmeal that flipped out of the box when I ripped off the liner. Either way, I put the lid aside and put the box back on top of the fridge. Why I was removing the liner when I wasn't planning on making a bowl I have NO idea.

                                                                                                            I forgot about the oatmeal for a few weeks before getting the box and taking the lid off to make myself a bowl. Dipped my measuring cup in and brought up a half cup of oatmeal that was absolutely teeming with bugs. I screamed, dropped the measuring cup into the box, slammed the lid back on and threw the whole box away in the dumpster outside my apartment at once, measuring cup and all. Yes, I know.. over react much? I'm not usually squeamish about bugs, but this was overload!

                                                                                                            I called the company that made the oatmeal and complained. They sent me a letter apologizing, and then a week later Fed-Exed me a new box of oatmeal. That box of oatmeal sat in my hall cupboard for a year (hell no, I wasn't taking any chances on it having bugs and contaminating my other food!!) before I threw it out when I was getting ready to move. It took me about 4 years before I could even buy oatmeal again, and finally recently even though I'm not completely neurotic about it, I still look carefully at it to make sure it's not moving. And while I eat store brand foods for almost everything else, I can't bring myself ot buy anything but Quakers oatmeal. No more store brands there!

                                                                                                            1. re: JasFoodie

                                                                                                              this happened to me in middle school. i was home sick and was making soup from one of those bag mixes (beans, pasta, seasoning etc dressed up with a bow and given as a gift). apparently it was pretty old because, i had the pleasure of discovering lots of little larvae floating in my soup.

                                                                                                              1. re: fara

                                                                                                                This happened to my mum as a young woman - they used to advertise those RyKrisp breads as a diet aid, and she ate a couple pieces for lunch one hot summer day in Florida. She reached for another one and looked closer and saw that all the little black rye dots were moving. Poor mum! I haven't been able to eat it myself, in sympathy.

                                                                                                            2. re: snippet

                                                                                                              Yogurt with Grape Nuts has been my go-to breakfast. Until now. Thank you very much.


                                                                                                            3. I am not feeling too well tonight - think it was the wraps from lunch and have just read this thread and wished I hadn't - bleh squared!!

                                                                                                              1. Salmon, my dad made it every week. Sometimes I try to eat it since everyone I know loves it but one bite turns me off.

                                                                                                                Dinty Moore beef stew in a can, same reason, dad wasn't too creative.

                                                                                                                The ramen like spicy noodles that come in a styrofoam carton. I used to eat them as a kid with seaweed mixed in. I bought a cup from a bodega once, by the time I reached my date's house I was no good. Yes, my date. Imagine that experience.

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                                                                                                                1. re: dream_of_giusti

                                                                                                                  Funny true story about salmon, Way back in the 17th to 18th centuries, in Scotland, salmon was so abundant in the rivers and hence, such a "cheap" food, that there was a standard clause in Scottish terms of employment for servants that prohibited thier master from serving them salmon more than three times a week (you think YOU got sick of the stuff)

                                                                                                                  1. re: jumpingmonk

                                                                                                                    replace salmon with lobster and Scotland with New England and the same thing happened here.....

                                                                                                                    1. re: nkeane

                                                                                                                      Oh yeah the famous "Lobster and a cup of fair water" aplogy that that Colonial (pre-colonial) govenor made to the Kings emisaries.

                                                                                                                      1. re: jumpingmonk

                                                                                                                        Lobster was considered poor people food in the Canadian Maritimes, once upon a time...

                                                                                                                      2. re: nkeane

                                                                                                                        The same rule about lobster applied in Nova Scotia.

                                                                                                                  2. Onset of the flu, 1993.

                                                                                                                    I *like* to challenge my food scars, but one holds firm. Fried baloney with mayo on cheap white bread. Every two or so years, the boyfriend craves this thing, and I have to leave the room. The sight of the baloney curling up in the pan makes my throat tighten. I am both angry and panicked looking at the thing.

                                                                                                                    As another poster said of their own scar, I'm probably not missing much.

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                                                                                                                    1. re: onceadaylily

                                                                                                                      >>>""I am both angry and panicked looking at the thing.""<<<

                                                                                                                      "angry" at your boyfriend?
                                                                                                                      "panicked" that the bologna will curl its way out of the skillet and run up your leg?

                                                                                                                      1. re: alkapal

                                                                                                                        The panic comes when the sight of it forces my gag reflex to become a bit over-active. The anger comes when my boyfriend repeatedly asks me if I am *sure* I don't want one, and all but chases me with the sandwich to get my to overcome my aversion.

                                                                                                                        I'm probably going to dream about being chased my curled bologna tonight.

                                                                                                                        1. re: onceadaylily

                                                                                                                          that, my dear, is *some* boyfriend -- chasing you with a fried bologna sandwich to "convert" you!

                                                                                                                          1. re: alkapal

                                                                                                                            He stops if I arm myself with raw tomato slices. Those are *his* bugaboo.

                                                                                                                          2. re: onceadaylily

                                                                                                                            Wow - I thought that *I* was the only one with a boyfriend who thinks that forcing me to (literally) confront my food aversions will help me get over them!

                                                                                                                          1. re: Dax

                                                                                                                            I think I'll only need another twenty years before I can again agree to this statement.

                                                                                                                          2. re: onceadaylily

                                                                                                                            I don't eat meat any more, but back when I did, as a child with a stomach flu, all it took was for my sister to merely mention the words "fried baloney" and I bolted (she got quite a kick out of this). Actually, anything greasy and meat-based like sausages, same deal. I ate them once in hospital and they didn't stay for long.

                                                                                                                            Oddly, when I still ate it, regular baloney sandwiches or my Mom's baloney stew I was a-ok with. Just nothing fried.

                                                                                                                            1. re: im_nomad

                                                                                                                              I imagine your sister using this to great advantage, to get the good spot on the couch, the last piece of pie, or just to embarrass you in front of your friends.

                                                                                                                              The boyfriend was recently irritated with me at a restaurant. He was reading the menu, and started to describe how the scallops were prepared. "No," I said. He opened his mouth to reply, and I just kept saying, "No, no, no, please, no" until he told me to calm down.

                                                                                                                              The scallops were a mere six or seven years ago, from a local Chinese place. I remember it was spring, and I was sitting on the right side of the couch, watching a movie, when I quickly realized that my night was going to get very ugly. Now, *that* still feel like yesterday.

                                                                                                                              ETA: Baloney stew?

                                                                                                                              1. re: onceadaylily

                                                                                                                                Yeah, baloney stew?
                                                                                                                                I heard of fried sweaty baloney (poor man's steak), but not stew...

                                                                                                                              2. re: im_nomad

                                                                                                                                Baloney stew ... I think I may be scarred just from reading this phrase.

                                                                                                                              3. re: onceadaylily

                                                                                                                                Have him make cuts in the edge and it won't curl. Switch him to mustard. Mmmmmmm. On toasted rye. With potato chips.

                                                                                                                              4. I can't say it's something I'd never eat again, but right now the Whitman's Sampler is definitely on my pooh-pooh list. A couple of years ago around Valentine's Day I had the bright idea for a Blog post of putting together a guide to the Whitman's Sampler so people can figure out what's inside all that chocolate (not going to link it here, but it's easy enough to find on Google if anyone's interested.). As I was finishing up the post, I was apparently in the process of coming down with stomach flu, and a sleepless evening of horking up half a pound of candy hasn't exactly made the idea of eating the stuff seem all that appealing. I'm certain the candy had nothing to do with it (two other people in the family got stick that evening as well, and hadn't eaten any of it) but I still hesitate to eat the stuff.

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                                                                                                                                1. re: Vexorg

                                                                                                                                  whitman's sampler has definitely declined a LOT in quality over the decades.

                                                                                                                                  1. re: Vexorg

                                                                                                                                    Funny, but after many years of buying my mother gift boxes of Whitman's Sampler, I finally hear that the truth is that she hates them.

                                                                                                                                    Not a food aversion exactly, but because she remembers that Whitman's Sampler is what all the guys who were trying to woo her (that she wasn't interested in, apparently) would always bring these as gifts.

                                                                                                                                  2. Boston Market chicken. Tasted like chemicals and my body refused to digest it.

                                                                                                                                    For my dad, it was cheese. Apparantly he refused to eat anything but icecream when he was 5 or 6 and his parents had the brilliant idea of sending him to sleepaway camp to "recover" from his weird food habits. What did the camp do? Force fed him food, including cheese. To this day, he not only despises cheese but has a real honest to goodness phobia. Though, this does not explain my hatred of cheese:} I don't think it's genetic:}

                                                                                                                                    1. Indian food - or anything that smells like Indian food. We were on vacation in India & I ate a mango posicle - stupid!! What they say about don't drink the water extends to don't eat mango posicles. I was really, really, really sick for a week in Nepal & then we had to go back to India. The only thing I could eat was fried egg rolls. It has been almost 10 years & I can choke down some curry & tandorri chicken but that's it for me & Indian food.

                                                                                                                                      1. Hospitals should not give little girls recovering from anesthesia cream of wheat cereal and mothers should not insist same little girl drink grapefruit juice on a long car trip when said little girl is recovering from measles. No hot cereals for me whatsoever, am ok with grapefruit juice though.

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                                                                                                                                        1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                          Hospitals can be cruel places indeed. They seem to love to serve me green stuff. Green jell-o, of course. "Cream" of spinach "soup" while all the other kids got pizza. Mint flavored, thick syrupy pain medicine that made me throw up almost instantly and scared me half to death because my jaw was wired. I can no longer eat mint in any way, shape, or form, or anything containing spinach in mush form. The smell of mint makes my stomach turn.

                                                                                                                                          1. re: Jen76

                                                                                                                                            Hi there Jen76, after the cream of wheat anything mint or even green Jello would have been welcome. It was a horror - and I was given it when I was in for tests when I was 18 too, what is it with the cream of wheat anyway?

                                                                                                                                            1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                              My mother loves cream of wheat. Tried to get me to eat it when I was a kid. Wasn't gonna happen. Nasty stuff. The "spinach" goop was when I was 5. The mint med was at 17. Green Jello was a staple of each stay.

                                                                                                                                              1. re: Jen76

                                                                                                                                                Don't they know Jello is supposed to be red???
                                                                                                                                                I was also rather surprised at a hospital when after a procedure they gave me a diet 7-up. Wouldn't you think one with calories in it would be better for you at such a time?

                                                                                                                                                1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                  Agree. However, Jello is good for you in such a time, so that neutralize your diet 7-up problem.

                                                                                                                                                  1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                    At least I got milk or juice! Diet anything, but especially soda, is nasty.

                                                                                                                                                        1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                          worried about blood sugar spikes?

                                                                                                                                                          1. re: alkapal

                                                                                                                                                            No not particularly, however after fasting for anesthesia and a surgical procedure you'd think a hospital wouldn't want you to drink diet...

                                                                                                                                                            1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                              I think alkapal meant the hospital worried about you getting a high sugar spike from drinking normal 7-cup.

                                                                                                                                                              On the other hand, why give you diet 7-cup and not water -- if the point is just for hydration?

                                                                                                                                                              1. re: Chemicalkinetics

                                                                                                                                                                Who knows? it was a strange experience over all.

                                                                                                                                                              2. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                                After surgery, it's very common to have a blood sugar spike- extremely common, in fact. No doubt that was what was up with the diet soda. I would actually prefer that over some sugary sweet thing, but I wouldn't give a patient a soda at all after surgery. Mostly because I would rather they had something a little more healthy. Like water or tea.

                                                                                                                                                                1. re: EWSflash

                                                                                                                                                                  One would have hoped. But this was in Secaucus ;-)

                                                                                                                                                  2. re: Jen76

                                                                                                                                                    Another mint hater here! Even the smell makes me gag!

                                                                                                                                                    1. re: OCEllen

                                                                                                                                                      We can form a club! Do you ever have to substitute in recipes? What do you use?

                                                                                                                                                      I wish I didn't hate mint - I've tried to just ignore it sometimes in hopes I'll learn to tolerate it, but the memory of the utter panic I felt is so visceral. It's used so much in cuisines that I love. I can't eat Vietnamese spring rolls because they're always packed with mint, and I can't just pick it out because the flavor lingers. Sigh.

                                                                                                                                                      1. re: Jen76

                                                                                                                                                        Yes, there are at least a very few of us!
                                                                                                                                                        For savory things just about any herb is better! Sweets, I move on to something else completely.
                                                                                                                                                        I ask ??? s before trying certain ethnic foods!

                                                                                                                                                        1. re: OCEllen

                                                                                                                                                          Mint has no place on plated desserts in my opinion - I hate to see it as a garnish - but I like it just about any other way.

                                                                                                                                                          1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                            I also intensely dislike mint.....I leave it out of anything I make that calls for it - makes me feel nauseated. There is even a note in my dental file for the hygenist to NOT ever use mint tooth polish. I have to get the bubble gum or cinnamon. However I do like Thin Mints.

                                                                                                                                                            1. re: jenscats5

                                                                                                                                                              I hate mint also, only thing Ill eat that has mint is thin mints... not sure why...
                                                                                                                                                              I despise coconut. I went to the dentist on a friday once and they use coconut flavored stuff that day. it was horrible!!! I had no idea until it was to late (injected into my mouth)

                                                                                                                                                              1. re: jenscats5

                                                                                                                                                                There is one in my file that says not to use the fake orange stuff ;) I have just always hated orange 'flavor,' though I'm good with actual oranges.

                                                                                                                                                                1. re: foiegras

                                                                                                                                                                  oh, that fake orange flavor you mention makes me think of that horrid cough syrup or some medicine my mom would give me when i had a cold. ugh, i can taste it now!

                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: alkapal

                                                                                                                                                                    Ugh. I never forgave my mother for castor oil.

                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: alkapal

                                                                                                                                                                      I think you're talking about Triaminic. Horrid indeed.

                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: guilty

                                                                                                                                                                        Actually, orange Triaminic was about the only Cough medicine whose taste I really DIDN'T mind as a kid. I admit it wasnt wonderful, but it tasted a lot better than the yellow one, the purple one, or the red one, or for that matter, Robitussin

                                                                                                                                                          2. re: OCEllen

                                                                                                                                                            me too- although here they usually put shiso in spring/summer rolls, which I like a lot. I generally despise mint, except for grapefruit and lime mint.

                                                                                                                                                          3. re: Jen76

                                                                                                                                                            I have been back and forth to hospitals a lot lately and given that i don't eat meat, just about every time I'm there I get a scoop of mashed potato and boiled to infinity green beans. Because most of these have been served while I was also getting chemo, I can barely even think of them. Thankfully I still like potatoes.

                                                                                                                                                        2. When I was a kid my dad decided to make a big pot of rice.
                                                                                                                                                          And he put too much rice in and rice was overflowing out of it...I am talking an "I Love Lucy" moment!
                                                                                                                                                          He did not want my mother to come hom and discover this, so he sat his four children down at the table and gave us each a huge bowl of rice with butter...
                                                                                                                                                          And then he refilled....

                                                                                                                                                          You can guess I didnt eat rice with butter for YEARS (30) The mere thought brought about gaging reflex...UGHHH

                                                                                                                                                          ...but recently I have begun craving it!

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                                                                                                                                                          1. re: NellyNel

                                                                                                                                                            I can relate to a dad's cooking disaster. My mom was in the hospital, so my dad decided to cook a steak by pressure cooking it. It came out tasing like absolutely nothing but matter. It looked grey. I am not really sure that it was originally a steak either. We told mom. She assured us he would never be cooking that "meal" again. Ever. Everything worked out for the best that time. But then mom used that pressure cooker to make stuffed cabages and the cooker exploded, leaving cabage dripping from the ceiling and even the dining room chairs! Wow! adventures in food preparation.

                                                                                                                                                          2. A long time ago (50+ yrs) my aunt made me eat hot sliced beets which I had never eaten before. To this day I cannot put a beet in my mouth.
                                                                                                                                                            The other thing I haven't eaten in over 40 plus years is rice pudding. I had my appendix removed and while in the hospital, all they gave me for 4 days was rice pudding. Ugh!!

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                                                                                                                                                            1. re: RichK

                                                                                                                                                              I had an evil crazy aunt in Texas that also did that to me, only it was a lunch of Squash and Hotdogs. She made me sit at the counter all afternoon and eat the now cold squash and hotdogs. Still can't handle Squash. I've tried at 10 year intervals and gag on it always.
                                                                                                                                                              Hot dogs I'm ok with as long as they're served on a bun.

                                                                                                                                                              1. re: RichK

                                                                                                                                                                That's just cruel. As much as I love steamed rice, the thought of rice pudding gags me- especially the cinnamon part. I LOVE tapioca pudding, vanilla not so much, but rice pudding, oh lord get it the hell away from me.

                                                                                                                                                                I will eat your beets for you any time, though.

                                                                                                                                                              2. Pineapple. It was one of those rounds where you'd finally think your stomach has stopped turning inside out, only for it to start back up. This went on for several minutes. And I wasn't a huge fan before I ate it while sick. To this day, the thought of eating it makes me queasy.

                                                                                                                                                                1. Lime Kool-Aid or Jell-o and the flu. I don't mind fresh limes in my margaritas, but key lime pie, or anything with sweetened lime is out.

                                                                                                                                                                  7-up and a hospital stay. They said I had to drink lots, so Mom kinda forced me to drink lots. Took me years to get over that one. I'm OK now with it.

                                                                                                                                                                  Any drink that remotely smells like whiskey. An underage evening of rampant drinking and heaving of Jack Daniels have turned me off of the entire genre forever. No great loss, as there are plenty of other liquors I can handle.

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                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: tracylee

                                                                                                                                                                    I certainly hope you don't mind fresh lime in your margaritas!? beings how it is an absolutlely necessary ingredient. Tequila+cointreau+lime juice=margarita. perhaps a touch of simple syrup if you like but nothing else. Sweet&Sour is a crime*.

                                                                                                                                                                    *being a bartender gives me the right to enforce liquor crimes.

                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: nkeane

                                                                                                                                                                      nkeane, I will defer to you any time I have questions regarding liquor crimes!

                                                                                                                                                                      I guess I was thinking of the garnish of fresh lime, I generally don't think about what goes into a cocktail more complicated than a vodka-tonic. Oh, and those have to be garnished with fresh lime also - lemon is too sweet.

                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: nkeane

                                                                                                                                                                        +1- only warn people that the marg they're about to drink doesn't have fillers- we made real margaritas one night for a bunch of DH's coworkers. They slammed them down because they were so good, and massive hangovers ensued, among the other usual over-imbibing things.

                                                                                                                                                                    2. Bologna sandwiches and egg salad sandwiches. Especially nasty egg salad.

                                                                                                                                                                      I went to an extremely low-rent boarding school near Sedona, where I ate egg salad or bologna 5 days a week for two years. And you had to be fast to get them, too; there was only so much "served" (every table had the food on it when the doors opened).
                                                                                                                                                                      The dining room was locked and we would wait outside the door at mealtimes until they let us all in at once. You had to scramble to get to a table and get your hands on the food (menu: sandwich, ripple potato chips and apple or banana).
                                                                                                                                                                      I absolutely abhore them now and have for 26 years!

                                                                                                                                                                      Bourbon makes me want to heave. Same boarding school, Jack Daniels and Tang binge. I have been a scotch & tequila drinker ever since.

                                                                                                                                                                      And canned snails ARE the worst!

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                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: weewah

                                                                                                                                                                        Once I got done laughing about the Jack and Tang drink, I remembered one desperate college evening where we drank vodka and cherry kool aid. Never drank cherry kool aid again.

                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: mtngirlnv

                                                                                                                                                                            I remember drinking sloe gin. Warm. No ice. Like cough syrup.

                                                                                                                                                                            1. re: rccola

                                                                                                                                                                              I drank sloe gin and gingerale warm in my late teens. Swiped from a friends mom. I kept telling her the sloe gin was spoiled cuz it was in the garage for who knows how long. Bad,bad,bad. Still haven't had it to compare to 'good' sloe gin so it could have been bad.and I will never know. Oh the scars.

                                                                                                                                                                              1. re: suzigirl

                                                                                                                                                                                Is there such a thing as "good" sloe gin?

                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: rccola

                                                                                                                                                                                  I cannot say on any authority. And i will be able to say that to my grave. Never to pass my lips again. :-)

                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: suzigirl

                                                                                                                                                                                    My uncle introduced me and 2 of my 16 year old friends to sloe gin fizzes. Oh, we thought we were so sophisticated! Now it tastes like cherry Nyquil to me.

                                                                                                                                                                                2. re: suzigirl

                                                                                                                                                                                  Shuddering at the slow gin mention. 14 yo at my best friend's house for NYE. That family didn't drink except for the rare holiday. For whatever reason, they thought it is was ok to let us drink slow gin and 7up. I vomited for hours and then dry heaved for another couple of hours.

                                                                                                                                                                                3. re: rccola

                                                                                                                                                                                  I got plastered on sloe gin fizzes at my older cousin's bar mitzvah. I must have been about 8 or 9 years old. I can't even imagine drinking something like that today, or letting my kids drink it.

                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: AmyH

                                                                                                                                                                                    I had a similar experience with that stuff. Bartender at a picnic event made me a Sloe Comfortable Screw (sloe gin, Southern Comfort and O.J.) right before I had to pitch a softball game. We lost....big time.

                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: Chefpaulo

                                                                                                                                                                                      ah yes, the sloe comfortable screw. talk about vomit-inducing -- after some seriously woozy drunkenness!

                                                                                                                                                                            2. I'm just starting to get over this now after 30 years... Potato Salad... When I was young, my uncle promised to take me hunting when I got bigger... I figured that eating would make me bigger (unfortunately it has). The heaviest thing on the table was potato salad, so I ate and ate the stuff and became extremely ill... wasn't able to touch the stuff after that... and my uncle still never took me hunting.

                                                                                                                                                                              1. Celery - forced to eat it at a family dinner by my crazy Aunt. I spit/vomitted the celery into a trash can. My aunt pulled my hair for spitting it out.
                                                                                                                                                                                Hate celery, hate my Aunt.

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                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: jackie223

                                                                                                                                                                                  Omg, I would hate her too! Sorry you had to have such a harpie in your childhood Jackie. I had an aunt like that. She knew I didn't like chocolate, and would only eat sponge cake or white cake with no frosting. (I still do not like the taste of anything sweet) So on my 9th birthday she told my mom she was going to make me a special cake for a gift because she could not afford to buy a gift. back then no one every bought cakes, we all made our birthday cakes. So, on my special day..... she made.... you guessed it a huge chocolate cake, with chocolate frosting! I cried. You are not alone Jackie, but at least my aunt did not slap me for not eating it. What your aunt did was beyond cruel.

                                                                                                                                                                                2. KD, after having to scrape several encrusted years' worth out of the gas stove provided in a cheap apartment. What a stench! Once cleaned, it was a pretty good oven.

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                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: bakersdelight

                                                                                                                                                                                    Green cotton candy and honey in the comb at the PNE (sort of an agricultural fair crossed with amusement park) when I was a wee tad. That's how I found out I am allergic to bee pollen. Not pretty.

                                                                                                                                                                                  2. Hoooot Pockets! (Sing in Jim Gaffagins voice.)


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                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: sekelmaan

                                                                                                                                                                                        HAHAHA! Recently watched this special with my mom and she laughed so hard I had to run it back so she could hear the rest of the joke!

                                                                                                                                                                                      2. When I was 15 I went to go live with my grandparents for a year. My mother barely cooked, but this one time she made pork-chops. They were good, and I complemented her for a job well done. Unfortunately, she remembered this...and told my grandmother that I "loved pork-chops". Well, my grandmother-being the best grandmother ever- thought she would make me very happy by feeding me pork chops about twice a week for an entire year! I didn't have the heart to tell her to stop; I've grown sick of pork. So now, I can't eat pork-chops anymore. I'm all burned out--For life. Ugh!

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                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: Andy Poodle

                                                                                                                                                                                          I forgot about my burnout issue!

                                                                                                                                                                                          When I was in the Peace Corps in Ecuador, we had 3 months of training while living with families, but eating lunch at the training facilities. Every day we had potato soup, and for a couple of months of that, they added over-ripe papaya - the kind that's at least a foot long.

                                                                                                                                                                                          I decided that I don't need to eat another potato again - but have once in a blue moon. And I can't stand papayas any more.

                                                                                                                                                                                        2. Well, let's see: age seven or so. I was at one of those city-park summer recreational classes, making masks out of papier-mache for a play we were putting on, when I vomited up the oatmeal I had eaten for breafkast. I apologized profusely to everybody, and it was at least a couple of years before I could eat oatmeal again. Oddly enough, I had no trouble working with papier-mache after that :) (And I even remember the main character of the play - Sabonyouma - and have a vague recollection of the plot.)

                                                                                                                                                                                          Ketchup. I doted on ketchup sandwiches as a child, but at about 14 or so, I had the ketchup epiphany. Have not willingly eaten ketchup since. I never buy it, except to make barbecue sauce (Mix equal parts ketchup and oyster sauce; soy sauce and garlic to taste. Slather over chicken and bake).

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                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: gentlyferal

                                                                                                                                                                                            Sorry, not soy sauce. HOISIN sauce - it doesn't take much.

                                                                                                                                                                                          2. Sour cream fake onion rings-style snack chips... vomited them all over the bathroom (granted it was more because of the booze on New Years Eve)

                                                                                                                                                                                            1. once popped a large piece of blueberry muffin in my mouth that turned out to have a lovely coating of MOLD on the underside. i can still taste it (gag!) and it took many years before i'd even consider eating another one.

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                                                                                                                                                                                              1. Oh, all so grossgrossgross!!! When I was a kid my mom and four kids under 10 took a 24 hour train ride. Mom had bought a bag of Maple Nut Goodies as a big treat. She opened the bag and was pouring them into our hands when we discovered they were full of little white worms. As far as I remember no one ate them, but I gag when I see the bag in the grocery store--50 years later!

                                                                                                                                                                                                1. I was eating Curry Rice in our favorite Japaneses restaurant last week when the call came from our vet that we were probably going to have to put our 14-year-old Belgian Sheepdog to sleep. Can't imagine I'll ever be able to eat that again.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: pikawicca

                                                                                                                                                                                                    Something similar happened to us one Christmas just after dinner (at my parents', dearest kitty was being cat-sat, undiagnosed diabetes - before they knew cats got it). Never touched mince pie or Drambuie again nor will.

                                                                                                                                                                                                  2. There are a few foods I will not eat anymore.
                                                                                                                                                                                                    Spaghetti/Lasagna/pretty much any noodle covered with red sauce type of thing - Not exactly sure why but I do remember eating a bowl of Spaghetti (it was actually macaroni with sauce and meat) after I had a tosillectomy. I was about 3 yrs old. I remember my mom taking the bowl out of the freezer and giving it to me. I obviously used to eat it. But as far as I can remember I have always hated it (besides that one memory) I think the cold spaghetti thing just totally turned me off. I cant even stand the smell anymore, will not eat for anything.

                                                                                                                                                                                                    Another one is cabbage. I used to eat cabbage a few times a year. Never was a big fan but would eat it if given to me. Then I moved a few miles downwind from a papermill. On hot days it smelled like burnt rotten cabbage. After a few summers of living there I wont touch it anymore.

                                                                                                                                                                                                    Mushrooms - I don't believe I ever liked mushrooms but the reason I think is because my mom worked at a mushroom factory and I know what happened to those mushrooms. I've heard stories my whole life about it and no one in my family eats them.

                                                                                                                                                                                                    As a side note one food I would never have tried if i wasnt bribed to would be smoked oysters. My mom loved them. I hated the smell and couldnt believe they would actually taste good and my mom offered each of us kids (3 of us) a quarter to try one. I was the only that did after asking for 1.00 instead. I got a dollar and a lifetime of loving smoked oysters!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: beckshink

                                                                                                                                                                                                      what kind of dirt do you have on mushrooms? punn intended*

                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: Andy Poodle

                                                                                                                                                                                                        I love mushrooms an will continue to eat them. However, many years ago a local news station did a story about a mushroom farm. A lot of fertilizer was involved. I remember the reporter asking the farmer if he ate mushrooms. The look on that man's face said it all. He hesitated and said he ate them cooked every now and then, but never raw.

                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: Andy Poodle

                                                                                                                                                                                                          Its mostly the canned mushrooms. Mushrooms that fell on the floor ended up in the can... The few people in my family that eat them once in awhile only by fresh never canned.
                                                                                                                                                                                                          Also they have to be cooked

                                                                                                                                                                                                        2. re: beckshink

                                                                                                                                                                                                          beckshink, i submit this for your approval, and in memory of dear moh**: http://chowhound.chow.com/topics/516261
                                                                                                                                                                                                          moh's smoked oyster pockets, and within the thread, my smoked oyster dip/spread.

                                                                                                                                                                                                          ** tribute page to mila oh (moh): http://chowhound.chow.com/topics/710372

                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: alkapal

                                                                                                                                                                                                            Thank you I checked out the recipes and will try them both!

                                                                                                                                                                                                          2. re: beckshink

                                                                                                                                                                                                            A friend of mine used to HATE mushrooms with a passion. Wouldn't even eat something if it shared a plate with mushrooms.

                                                                                                                                                                                                            We were out at a vegan Chinese restaurant where the items on the menu had numbers and photos. She ordered this faux sesame chicken that was made out of...mushrooms. We all knew and no one told her till after she finished her dinner. Turns out she LOVED the dish and ordered it whenever we went to that restaurant... but never touched a mushroom in any other form.

                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. re: cheesecake17

                                                                                                                                                                                                              I had much the same epiphany a few years ago. For as long as I can remember, I have HATED mushrooms (the very smell of them cooking still makes me naseous, to the point that I have to stay out of the kitchen or risk vomiting) Thne a few years ago, I ordered a chinese dish with mixed vegetables which incuded mushrooms, and for one reason or another I actually ate a few of them, and found them delcios, far tastier than the actual meat in the dish. Turns out I dont hate mushrooms per se, what I hate is the European BUTTON mushroom i.e. the common mushroom. Black mushrooms (a.k.a. shittake) I absoutely LOVE, and I have no problem with straw mushrooms,enoki, cloud ears, bamboo fungus (okay you pedants, I know these last two are not technically mushrooms, but they are fungi) etc. I even have developed a taste for Portabellas which is odd when you consider a portabella is a button mushroom grown up. And yet I still can't stand buttons. Go figure. Oh and I dote on moldy cheeses, both bloomy and blue (though to be fair I usally don't eat the rind on bloomy ones, it usally find it too ammoniated.)

                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. re: jumpingmonk

                                                                                                                                                                                                                Button mushrooms can have a bland or watery taste. I can see not liking them. But more flavorful mushrooms are delicious- especially roasted.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                What was funny about this paticular restaurant dish was that you would never know it was mushrooms. It was totally battered and fried and covered with sauce and had no mushroom texture or smell.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: cheesecake17

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  My problem isn't just they are watery, it's that they taste mouldy (well they would wouln't they) for the rcord I also cannot stand pur-eh tea, which to me has a similar aroma

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: jumpingmonk

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    pu-erh tea......haven't heard that one for awhile. As a kid, I used to be dragged to Chinatown at all hours of the night and I remember my dad requesting "swamp water tea". The regular waiters knew what he meant and would bring a pot of pu-erh.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: porker

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      I love Pu-ehr tea!!...I have had it every single day for at least the last 20 years. Unfortunately it's gotten very popular in recent years and is a LOT more expensive than it used to be, especially the well aged ones.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: The Professor

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Fine, you drink all the Pur-eh and leave the Ti Kwan Yin to me!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: jumpingmonk

                                                                                                                                                                                                                          that could be a problem...I love Ti Kwan Yin too!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: The Professor

                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Well, I suppose there's enough in the world for two to share (at least, until I get another shot at the 1980's aged Tie Lo Han, or leaves from that 4000 year old tree)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      2. re: porker

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I also have no love for Kombucha. In my mind many liquds flavors may improve with fermentation, but tea is not one of them.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Oh and on the "mold taste" thing, I fogot a big one, longans. I love lychees love rambutans can't stand longans.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                2. re: cheesecake17

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  thats funny! I ordered broccoli and rice (2 side dishes) at a mexican restaurant (had probs with heartburn so didnt order anything mexican) and they gave me a plate with rice, mushrooms and broccoli. Not sure where the mushrooms came in at but I told them to take it back...

                                                                                                                                                                                                              2. Hands down...durian. It was like eating rotten creme brulee with garlic out of a public toilet. It's the only thing I've even ate that made me want to vomit.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: jindomommy

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  >>"like eating "rotten creme brulee with garlic out of a public toilet""<<

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  well, there's a fine mental image!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: jindomommy

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    That image was enough to turn my face green. I don't think faces are supposed to be green

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: Sparkina

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      i have to wonder how jindomommy came up with the analogy, too........

                                                                                                                                                                                                                    2. re: jindomommy

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      That's quite a mental image. Yet my immediate response is.. MORE FOR ME!!!!!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: jindomommy

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        That's the best thing I've ever read on here. I've always been curious about durian. You cured me.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                      2. Midori melon liqueur - college. It was years before I could eat pineapple. Pearl Harbors did me in.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. I have two. The first is chocolate mousse (actually all types of mousse). When I was 10, I went to a birthday dinner at a fancy restaurant and that night I either got a stomach bug or food poisoning and was violently sick for the next couple of days. Of course the chocolate mousse was the last thing I ate and 22 years later, I still can't eat it! At least now, I can take 1-2 bites, but anymore than that and I gag. Luckily this does not apply to other forms of chocolate!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                          My second one is Cinnamon Toast Crunch cereal. It was one of the only things I could stomach when I was pregnant with my first. I was sick 2-10 times a day for 6 months, so that's pretty much all I can think of when I think of Cinnamon Toast Crunch now!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. cheap-ass anisette (college idiocy).

                                                                                                                                                                                                                            J&B scotch (ditto).

                                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. Milkshakes. When I was in junior high (many years ago) I fell down the concrete steps face first. My four fron teeth were broken. As I said, this was many years ago, and dentistry wasn't what it is today--although honestly I don't fnow what they would do today. The teeth were broken, but the tops\roots were intact. So they laced wires through the gums to keep the roots intact and put a cast-like contraption over the base of the teeth--for 6 weeks! Nothing solid. Mom was very concrned with ensuring I had plenty of protein, so I survived on juics, soups and milkshakes for 6 weeks. She must have loaded up on the shakes (they were really good--homemade with ice cream, milk, syrup), because although I still love juices and soups, I recoil at milkshakes.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Also Wild Turkey--but that's more about a local bar serving shots for 10 cents the night before Thanksgiving about 20 years ago. Luckily, it was very local and the bouncers knew where we all lived. Don't remember much about that night, but was very relieved that I hadn't driven home. Can you even imagine such a silly promotion these days?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. re: gaffk

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                God, at first read I thought that your Mom was feeding you Wild Turkey. Glad that was wrong, and sorry for your dental nightmare -- sounds dreadful.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: pikawicca

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  No, mom rarely fed Wild Turkey to 11-year-olds ;)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  And yes, the breaking of 4 front teeth was a nightmare. The first thing the school nurse said was "don't look in the mirror." Guess what was the first thing I did?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Worst yet? Mom & dad were in NYC. Don't know where the sisters were, but my aunt had to authorize the cousins over 21 to treat me.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I thought I had forgotten this experience, but apparently 35 years later it still resonates. And I still hate milkshakes.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: gaffk

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Ever since "Marathon Man," I've had strong aversion to dental problems.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: pikawicca

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Now you brought back another painful memory--that was a skin-crawling scene.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: somervilleoldtimer

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Reading this thread has been interesting, although laced with sadness, foods associated with illness and loss. However, it's very interesting to read about the various associations people have with certain foods.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I had no idea that so many people have issues with mushrooms, although I always find it disturbing to see the amount of dirt released when one soaks fresh ones. My own dislike for using canned mushrooms for convenience, in a pinch, has ripened into a decision never to buy them again, but primarily because there's no flavor, none.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  My own Waterloo in childhood was lima beans, simply couldn't get them down, and that was long before I found published articles here and there, stating that lima beans have traces of cyanide.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I've never eaten a green olive, although I can now handle black ones, minced, tossed with pasta, or on top of nachos.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Canned tuna fish is now on my list. Someone on the Comedy Channel once said, "I used to eat canned tuna, but now, when I want mercury, I just eat a thermometer."

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  And, being Swedish, it is safe to say that my first bite of Lutefisk, at age 5, long ago, was my last.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: Greg in Chicago

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I do not like lima beans. I love food and will eat many things, try new dishes, and experiment all I want. I do not eat lima beans. I do not know why, but I hate them. If I am served a dish and can taste lima beans therein, I will not eat it. I love all other kinds of beans, except for lima beans and black-eyed peas. Another disgusting subject. And I would rather eat dirt than eat tuna. Dirt tastes better.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                2. Canned asparagus. Just the memory turns my stomach. My mother gave it to me as a child and I would not eat any form of asparagus until I was in my 30s. I finally gave in to my sister who pressured me to try fresh, steamed asparagus with a little butter and lemon. I tasted it and immediately called my mother and asked her what she was thinking when she tried to feed us that mushy, nasty mess in a can.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: firstlady

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Back in the day, the canned stuff was all you could get, most places. Still don't know why anyone served it, though, as it was truly awful.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: pikawicca

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Not only did my mother serve canned asparagus - she also boiled it! Truly awful!!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Has to be fresh for me nowadays....roasted....

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: jenscats5

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Mom not only boiled canned asparagus, but she'd also add about 1/2 can of water. Didn't know the wonders of asparagus until I moved out.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: pine time

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          My Grandmother would add 1/2 can of water to Chef Boyardee ravoli, and boil it for several minutes before pouring it into a bowl for me.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    2. re: firstlady

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      The smell of canned asparagus turns my stomach, from mom's childhood casseroles. Still, fresh was not available back then I guess. We both prefer fresh asparagus now.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    3. Mine is the combination of apples and onions, that you make with pork. Over 20 years ago, I was making pork and decided to make the side of apples cut up with fried onions. It smelled so good, tasted so good, I ate all of it! To this day, I can't stomach the thought of that combo!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      And like others with a misspent youth, just the thought of Boone's Farm wine, makes me want to hurl!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: elainelena

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Umm.... so what exactly was the problem with your pork, onion, and apple dish? It was too good to ever have it again?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: linguafood

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          It was delicious and I ate it all and practically OD'd on it ;))) I even stopped eating applesauce with pork after it! Crazy, huh?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        2. re: elainelena

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          ha! if all the members of my family could no longer stomach the thought of eating something on which they'd once gorged themselves to the point of feeling sick, there wouldn't be much left for them to eat ;)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. re: goodhealthgourmet

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              We would all have grown up hearing stories of the great holiday our people had long ago called 'Thanksgiving'. "Tell the Thanksgiving story again, Grandpa! I want to hear the part about the weird green beans!"

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. Deep-fried smelt. Forced to eat it as a kid. Now ANY fish except (very strangely) canned tuna makes me want to hurl.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. re: darnselfly

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I am a big fan of the smelt, especially deep-fried. I cannot imagine forcing someone to eat it though. In my family, we would've been all, 'Ok, more for me, sucker!'.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            2. I always thought I would love truffles -- doesn't everyone? Well, I had my first and possibly last tast of truffle in a truffle ice cream, recently. It's a fine restaurant, so I don't think the problem was that the ice cream was poorly prepared. I think I just really, really don't like the taste of truffles! Does that make me a barbarian?

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. re: somervilleoldtimer

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                I like truffles, but I don't think I would like truffle ice cream.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: somervilleoldtimer

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Nope. I discovered the same thing. Don't like the taste of truffles in oil, in sweets, in savory. Maybe I've just never met a truly high-end, top o' the line truffle, but something about them reminds me of black walnuts, which also have a very specific funk that I cannot abide. I still remember a tragic year when my parents became obsessed with utilizing the nuts from their black walnut tree. An entire trip to Greenfield Village was horibly tainted for me by my mom's surprise snack-for-the-ride: awesome homemade fudge.....TAINTED WITH THOSE DAMNABLE BLACK WALNUTS!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: dingey

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Yeah, they do have a black walnutty funk. But i like black walnuts, and I don't like truffles

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  2. re: somervilleoldtimer

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I'm the same way. Someone shaved truffles over risotto, and I was so disappointed. They were supposedly "good" truffles, too.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: Jay F

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE fresh white truffles. I've had the fortune to have them many times, fresh from the soil, on truffle hunts and then shaved over risotto over lightly-scrambled eggs later. One of my most expensive addictions! But that is only when I am in Europe. Those I have had in North America do not even come close.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  3. Liver. Mother forced me to eat it 'til I threw up when I was a kid. Have never gotten over it.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: ZenSojourner

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Mothers seem to be the sole destroyers of liver likings. Bummer.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: linguafood

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I'm pretty sure liver itself must bear at least partial responsibility for it's lack of likability.


                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: linguafood

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          As a child, I was given liver, told not to leave the table until I finished, and was rescued by my mother an hour later when it was bedtime and I had apparently finished my liver and my jello dessert. After brushing teeth, my mother found I was still chewing on something. It was the last piece of liver.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: somervilleoldtimer

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            AFTER brushing your teeth??!?!?!?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Wow! Now there's something I never thought of! Liver - minty fresh!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. re: somervilleoldtimer

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Liver...talk about scarring a child for life. My mother finally accepted that I didn't like liver when I finished a WHOLE bottle of A1 Steak Sauce with my liver and still didn't finish the small piece I was given. Liver is kind of like an oil filter....useed for cleansing impurities!!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            2. re: linguafood

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Not necessarily. My mother made calves liver, soaked in milk and pan fried tender with lots of onions, never overcooked. We had it as a special treat when my dad was out of town. It was only after my college cafeteria served nasty overcooked beef liver that I understood why people hated liver.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              Stuffed cabbage is a family tradition, but the aroma of cooking cabbage smells like vomit to me. My mom tried making me cabbage-free versions, but the odor permeated the house. Those were painful family dinners and I won't go near cooked cabbage as an adult. I'm fine with it pickled, though.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. re: PollyG

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                I'm a liver lover, thanks to my mom preparing it well.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: linguafood

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  i had every variety of "you'll love it my way" liver tried on me over the years when I still ate meat. I still couldn't take a liking to it. Oddly enough, despite not having eaten meat in over ten years, my iron levels have always been a-ok.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: im_nomad

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    there will always be things one doesn't like, regardless of how well prepared. thankfully, there are plenty of other things to eat so everyone can be happy '-)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: linguafood

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Had amazing success serving Liver Bourguignon before I became so concerned about the excesses of pesticides in conventionally-raised beef. Red wine, onions, garlic, and secret ingredient. Oooh-la-la!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                2. re: PollyG

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  >>>>the aroma of cooking cabbage smells like vomit to me.<<<<

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I hate cooked cabbage smell, too, but it doesn't smell like vomit, exactly. It definitely makes me *want* to vomit, though. And sauerkraut might as well be what comes out the other end.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  The only time I eat cabbage is in cole slaw.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: Jay F

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Oddly, I'm not a fan of cabbage, but like sauerkraut. By I'm the sort of person who will drink vinegar, because I like sour flavors so much.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            3. I was once, loong time ago, a switchboard operator at the Fairmont Hotel in San Francisco. One of the other ladies on the 'board told all of us she wouldn't ever eat tuna again because of what she found in a can of tuna. We begged (for months, as I remember) and she would never tell us what it was she found..

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. I can't eat stuffed tomatoes anymore. Again, as many mentioned it was the flu that created this life long aversion.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. Quail! My first husband cooked for me in an effort to impress. The tiny golden birds were absolutely raw on the inside, barely even warm. ( a feat considering the small size of the quail!) Can't even look at them now.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. Two things took me a long time to get over.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Hot dogs - hot dogs were my favorite food in 5th grade. For Christmas vacation, I ate hot dogs every day for vacation. Needless to say, I lost my appetite for hot dogs for about 20 years.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Hamburgers - College dorm. My first ever case of food poisoning. I could eat tacos, spaghetti sauce and sloppy joes, but hamburgers made me queasy. It took me about 15 years to get over that hambergeraphobia.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. I don't have any food scars - but I might now! Am feeling distinctly queasy reading this thread....

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. Hood milk. Also, to a lesser extent, almost any milk in single-serving cartons.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        At my Catholic grade school, we didn't get hot lunches (except for special events, like the monthly Hot Dog Day); we brought lunch from home and the school provided milk. The lunchroom refrigerators could only hold about a day's worth of milk, so deliveries came early each morning. Really, really early. And sat outside until the first nun arrived to unlock the doors.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        This system wasn't too bad in, say, April or October. But in the winter, it wasn't unusual for my milk to still be frozen when it was served at lunchtime. And in June or September... "Chunky-style" milk, anyone?

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        The Hood logo still makes me shudder. (OK, I was an impressionable kid!)

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: brandywiner

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Chunky-syle milk? Oh, no, now my face is REALLY green

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: brandywiner

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            We got milk like that in my Catholic school. I ordered Coke.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. re: Jay F

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I'd have done the same, but that wasn't an option. It was milk or nothin'.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. re: brandywiner

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                I'm old. This was in the pre-HFCS days.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: Jay F

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I'm probably just as old. At our school, they simply didn't serve anything but milk. You paid your milk money every week, and you got your milk at lunch. No other options. (Another great thing about the aforementioned Hot Dog Day: you could get a Coke!)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I'm not sure what happened if the kid was lactose-intolerant; that's not a term we ever heard back then!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: brandywiner

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    My school was like this in the seventies and I was lactose intolerant... I threw up every single day in kindergarten. My teacher told my parents I did it to get attention. Ah, the good old days.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: butterfly

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Sorry you went through that. Sadder still, the teacher probably thought he/she was doing what was best for you!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      But then, we know what the road to hell is paved with....

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: butterfly

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Hah, in the 80s, they simply would have pumped you up on ritalyn

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            2. Pumpkin pie. My Nana (dad's mom) made the most awful version that was stringy, oily and just hideous. And I was lucky enough to grow up in a family where if you tried a food a few different ways and truly hated it, you did not have to eat it. But this woman made you eat everything. She meant business.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              And it's at the front of my mind this tme of year. When a well meaning person will offer a pie and I'll start having fashbacks, haha!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. My mother's chocolate coconut cookies. She made a batch of three dozen when I was 10 years old and I ate all of them. She really had no need to punish me because 49 years later my punishment continues and I still cannot eat anything with chocolate and coconut in it.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. I was a strange child. LOVED fruits and veggies (still do!) Ate broccoli and asparagus with nary a complaint, only unbridled gusto. One day when I was about seven, I was in the supermarket with my mother and nans (grandmother), and I ate a whole head of raw cabbage. I saw the cabbage, tried a leaf. It was sweet, but not candy-sweet. More like a fresh, green sweetness. Tasty stuff! I tried another leaf, and another, and another, and soon I had polished off THE WHOLE HEAD OF CABBAGE.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  The next day, I had such a case of gas pains that I literally thought I was going to die. Mom gave me some medicine and I was fine, but from that day to this, I can't look at a raw head of cabbage without feeling slightly queasy.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. Giant baked oyster. Nothing was wrong with it - I had it at a very reputable sushi restaurant and I'm sure it was the pinnacle of giant baked oyster. But while I really like raw oysters, whatever it is I like about oysters does not go along with them being (1) giant and (2) baked. No thank you. Parts of it were very much like chewing on rubber bands. That was very interesting, for sure, but not really appetizing.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    That's pretty much all I've got. My husband is still working on club sandwiches, of all things, after eating one in Acapulco and having a really serious case of salmonella poisoning.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. I once had the opportunity to observe surgery. The cutting through skin, fat and muscle, the smell of the cauterizing, the heat from the surgical mask... all of them combined about made me pass out. I could not cut up raw chicken or eat chicken for about a year after that. But chicken is just too darn cheap and convenient to stay off it forever. I have stopped eating it a few times since, after being behind chicken trucks on the highway.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. About 20 years ago I was home with three kids under seven with a husband working nights and a serious case of the munchies. Against all my better judgement, I'd given into #1 son's repeated requests to try this terrible stuff that consisted of both peanut butter and jelly in a squeeze bottle, and that was about what there was. Again, against better judgement, I made a sandwich with this stuff. The peanut butter was tan, grainy, and tasted strongly of chemicals. The jelly had the consistency of mucus and had the flavor of....red. Just red. Or maybe purple, whatever that tastes like. At any rate, pbj has never had the same attraction for me which is a shame because I really used to love it, esp. the perfect middle bite. Oh, and then there was the time maybe 15 years ago when a friend and I had stopped at some salad bar in some mall because I was exhausted and didn't feel right, and we piled our plates and brought them to the table, and I sat there and realized that I was really, really really sick. Went straight home, temp was 105, straight to the er where next thing I knew they were doing a fast emergency procedure on my throat, which hadn't even felt sore because I was so fever-disoriented. Salad bar? Not since that day, thanks. And probably never again.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: mamachef

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Oh my. I laughed at part one of that post as I remember that godawful pb&j in a jar product. Fortunately, mom never gave in and bought it for me. But the second part is a little terrifying and may take the "scar" to a different level.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: mamachef

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            I remember the pb&j in the jar! Always tempted me, but I could never bring myself to buy it.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. re: mamachef

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              >>>>At any rate, pbj has never had the same attraction for me which is a shame because I really used to love it, esp. the perfect middle bite.<<<<

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              "Perfect middle bite": nice phrase.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            2. Italian Wedding Soup.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              I was sick with the flu when I was a kid, and we had the soup for dinner. Yada, yada, yada, I threw up. I have always attributed it to the soup and not me being ill, lol. To this day, I will only have a spoonful or two and then the memory comes back.. and just in case.. i fill up on italian bread instead.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. I will not cracklin bran cereal. Do they still make it? Or lentils or raw spinach anymore. My husband has banished Domino's Pizza and Subway italian subs or anything resembling a muffaletta.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                All from... revisiting it before it had time to amply digest.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Cracklin Bran really hurts coming up and boy does it expand.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                My husband and 3 coworkers got sent to the hospital from mushrooms on a certain kind of pizza that is also a name of a game. They tested the um. contents of a woman's um...stomach and they found it to be mushrooms. I think he said botulism? Anyway, no more of that or canned mushrooms for that matter (not that I was pouring canned mushrooms on things).

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Strangely he choked on a fish bone one time and it got lodged in his throat (he does not chew). But he still gulps down fish. Still no chewing. He devours chickens whole, jumbles the carcass around in his mouth for a minute and spits the bones out completely cleaned and into a neat little pile along the side of his dish.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: Sal Vanilla

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  your husband can put a whole chicken in his mouth and spit out the bones? that's an impressive feat.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: linguafood

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I was thinking the same thing. I hope they're killed and plucked first!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: AmyH

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      even so. can you say big mouth? :-D

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: linguafood

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        you need at least one in every marriage.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: bbqboy

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          "You are old," said the youth, "And your jaws are too weak
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          For anything tougher than suet;
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Yet you finished the goose, with the bones and the beak—
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Pray, how did you manage to do it?"

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          "In my youth," said his father, "I took to the law,
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          And argued each case with my wife;
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          And the muscular strength which it gave to my jaw,
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Has lasted the rest of my life." ~Lewis Carroll

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  2. re: Sal Vanilla

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Hmm, that's quite the party trick. Potentially scarring to watch though, I would think ...

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I've always gotten fresh mushrooms on my Domino's, going back 25 years ...

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  3. Iced coffee. One time I asked for a regular, and they gave me a hazelnut (to which I am allergic), and I was SO sick for probably four days. Never drinking that ish again. I can't even go into the shop where I got it, that's how deep that memory is ingrained in my mind.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: AndrewPF

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      oh, wow, that's terrible. what an awful mistake.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    2. Got so ill from eating dried pork ribs 20 years ago that I can recall exactly what I was wearing when I was taking to the ER. A white and pink flannel nightgown. Had drastic food poisoning - could not walk, talk, etc. It's funny - although I can eat almost anything there is no way I will have dried ribs again.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. Bean sprouts - visiting my family in London as a teen my cousins bought Chinese takeaway that had bean sprouts in it. Never having had bean sprouts before I asked what they were and my lovely cousins told me that they were worms and a real delicacy. 30 + years later and I still can't eat them.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. Bit into a nectarine once right down close to the pit. There was a colony of interesting looking little bugs eating it from the inside out. Took a very long time to eat a peach or nectarine again for me.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          Fat, like flabby bacon fat, or gristle....it's a texture thing and it grosses me right out. Also toast.....left home at 15 and tried to continue in school while working part time. Food budget was maybe 20 bucks a week,......ate way too much toast and to this day I hate the stuff.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          My husband will not eat cheese. He did some welding in a cheese place and got grossed out on cheese because of it. This drives me nuts, I love cheese and cooking with cheese. He also doesn't like peppers....can't bite them.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: crazee

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Oh, crazee, I feel ya on the fatty thing and so does my mom, whose aversion is even greater than mine, due to:
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Being raised in a Kosher family, she'd never seen lard in her life, and in high school home ec. rec'd. her first introduction to it in Home Ec. She spoke up, saying it was the grossest thing she'd ever seen or heard of, and her teacher responded by SLAPPING HER IN THE FACE WITH A HANDFUL OF LARD. Is that unbelievable?
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Ah, the 50's, when corporal punishment was legal and acceptable.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Glad times have changed.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                Right? When she told me that story, I stared at her like she'd burst into flames. I couldn't even conceive such a scenario. She was so embarrassed she never told her parents, either.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: mamachef

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I bet she didn't. What an evil witch that teacher was.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    For sure...that teacher was way out of line!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    My parents grew up in Europe in WW2...food rations etc. So my Father insisted we eat EVERYTHING, down to the big nasty hunk of fat on the side of the steak. I just could.not.do.it!!!! So to avoid sitting there all night I'd put it in my mouth, pretend to chew, then wipe my mouth with the napkin, spitting the fat into it and wadding it up. I always had about 5 napkins by the end of the meal hahahaha and they never caught on.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: crazee

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      crazee, I wish that I had been your seat mate. The fat was the only part of steak that I liked.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                2. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  I think it's more terrible that she has an aversion to lard.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: The Professor

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Listen, I love lard as much as the next person, but the child in question was an observant Jew.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: The Professor

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      And even worse that you would say such a thing. And if the teacher had slapped her with a handful of CAVIAR, I bet she'd have a strong aversion to that, too.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: mamachef

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Agreed. Even if the teacher had slapped her in the face with a handful of shmaltz (chicken fat) (which, depending on the kind of Jewish household you grew up in, could practically be a staple,) It still would be way, way, way out of line. The issue here is not really the relgious background, it's the callous assault (though, as a Jew myself I would say doing that to someone you know is Orthodox Jewish would count in my book as anti-Semetic, akin to the habit of Inquisitors during the Spanish Inquisition of force feeding Jews brought in for questioning chorizo and whatever the Spanish equivalent of Boudin is)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              2. I once threw up salami (had a virus) - once it comes up the wrong away that taste is just never the same!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                I can not eat fish and it drives my BF crazy, he tries so hard but after 30+ years of not eating it the thought repulses me. I don't know why I can't eat it, my mom says that even as a baby I spit it out!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                I used to hate eggplant - now I love it. Still can't eat avocado - the texture is just gross.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: pitagirl

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Not to be gross, pitagirl, but you said a mouthful.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Funny about the "baby taste". Some things are lifelong, and I think some are even hereditary. I've never, never been able to eat yams or sweet potatoes. CanNOT do it. So, when #1 son got onto babyfood, I tried to feed him pureed sweet potatoes, and he gave me a horribly injured look and started gagging uncontrollably. I totally understood his reaction. : )

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: mamachef

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    I will NOT touch creamy Italian salad dressing or Bacos (fake bacon bits) I got terribly suck when I was a kid after eating a salad with both of those and I will NEVER eat them again. I don't eat regular bacon (I'm kosher/ so why would I want fake bacon anyway??)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                2. This is a scar that I wear proudly and has a very happy ending.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  My parents used to take us to my dad's company picnics when we were little, indulgent affairs with all kinds of bbq, 1/2 chickens, steaks, sides of beef, sausage and peppers, raw bars, corn on the cob, salads by the dozen, pies and cakes, kegs of beer and root beer for us kiddies. When I was eight my mom convinced me to try a littleneck clam on the half shell. I got that slimy thing into my mouth and COULD NOT swallow it. No matter what I thought about or how hard I tried, I could not, not, not. A fair amount of gagging and drooling occured. I walked around the perimeter of the place with that clam in my mouth for about an hour. Finally at my mom's impatient prompting, I spit it out into a 55 gal drum trash can. Free at last.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  When I was 18 visiting my college boyfriend's parents for the Thanksgiving holiday, we had oysters on the half shell, Bluepoints I believe, first time for me, and the same thing happened, got that big slimy thing into my mouth and could not swallow. My bf's mom urged me to just go for it, gave me water, wine, pep talks, whatever, practically stroked my throat, but I eventually spit it out into the toilet, of all places. My shame was complete.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  As I got a little older, suddenly clams and oysters took on a different meaning for me. To appease my own curiousity, I went into training mode, and very shortly raw shellfish became a wonder of briny deliciousness and oddly crunchy bite for me, virtually overnight. My technique? I started out with smaller clams and oysters until I got the texture thing down and employed hot sauce and or a squeeze of lemon, along with a quick slurp and gulp. In the beginning, it was sort of like doing a shot of some liquor you're not really fond of. It got easier over time; pretty soon I was a pro. I just plain enjoyed raw clams and oysters.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Now, no more spitting, no more choking, gagging or retching, no more public embarrassement or private shame. Over time and with practice, I became a four star raw bar rat. Now I suck anything on a half shell down with impudence, straight up, no chaser, laughing the entire time.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  The only scar left is the memory of the ones that I couldn't swallow.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: bushwickgirl

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Love this post. I hear you - I was 29 before I ever tried an oyster. Best thing one of my sisters-in-law ever did for me was make me try one. Completely love at first bite.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: buttertart

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Aaaaaaagh oysters no oysters ever again. I mean it. I'll swear to it.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: mamachef

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I've only had a bad one once in 27 years of eating them (and it wasn't pretty). It put me off for a little while.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    2. re: bushwickgirl

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      My experience with oysters has been the same. I would mask them in hot sauce, horseraddish, lemon, or crackers. But I would never chew them. Simply swallow them like a shot.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      Then, I actaully chewed one (Louisiana oyster), and loved it! Now I am too far inland to get them cheaply.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    3. Squid sashimi produces a horrible slime when chewed. On two different occasions (same restaurant) I've eaten several pieces in order to give it a fair try and sadly admit defeat - I won't be trying it a third time. Calamari it is then for my squid-related eats!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: jubilant cerise

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Try grilled squid, with nice char marks and olive oil and lemon it is terriffic.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. re: Scary Bill

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          it is! yum. one of my favorite dishes.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: Scary Bill

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Grilled squid sounds divine! - but uncooked just doesn't do it for me. I'm totally fine with other sashimi and sushi. Go figure...

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. re: jubilant cerise

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              lidia just made grilled squid, in a cast iron skillet with another hot skillet on top to weight the pieces (I think there was some very finely sliced garlic, too). the squid pieces got a nice caramelization on the edges, and then they were served with a drizzled light lemon and olive oil dressing containing a few red pepper flakes, with bits of parsley tossed on top. i was so envious! it was gorgeous, and i knew it was delicious. "in the style of calabria"

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        2. For the longest time it was Whipped Cream. I know! Ridiculous right? But as a child, I went a bit overboard with the can one Thanksgiving on my pumpkin pie and my parents made me eat it all. I hated both pumpkin pie and whipped cream until my 20's. Then I got some on top of a milkshake I'd ordered. At first, I was repulsed...but then gingerly tried some with a spoon. It wasn't so bad! These days...I can eat it. Not a LOT but it doesn't make me cringe anymore. Pumpkin pie still not one of my faves though...

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. Steamer clams. I was enjoying a big bowl with my wife several years ago. Well one of the little buggers must have been off because when i got home they all wanted OUT of my stomach!
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            Without getting too graphic ,when I was in the bathroom I didn't know which way to turn.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            When your body really wants something out it looks for all and any exit routes possible. And it looks for them fast!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            1. Baskin Robbins had a bubble gum ice cream in the 70's and I gorged on it. For years afterward, just the thought of bubble gum would be enough to make me physically ill.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. Whilst on a work exchange in France (in a restaurant), my Chef wanted to introduce me to a variety of local delicacies. It was a beautiful day in May, under the cherry tree, all of us waiting hungrily around the table for the main course to come off of the wood burning BBQ....Grilled goat lungs...never again!

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. McDonalds chicken mcnuggets. I ate a large box of them and then got on a multihour bus ride coming back from a school field trip. The bumpy bus made me nauseous and I could do nothing except throw up except in an unused pocket in my backpack. The backpack still smelled like mcnuggets for months even after being washed.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. I will never eat another long pig in my life... No, I jest...

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Actually durian is that which shall never be allowed inside of my house again. It took a couple of hours to get the stink out of my home.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. I used to get really bad car sickness as a kid, so anything I ate when those bouts hit -- buchujeon (Korean pancake), Sun Chips... Also can't stand the smell of bananas after eating a bunch as part of a rigid diet when I used to lift more seriously.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. While traveling in India about 20 years ago with some Italians I got very, very sick -- probably the sickest I've ever been while traveling -- and I've traveled, and been sick, a LOT. After not having eaten in a couple of days I was starving, and knew I really needed to eat something. We went to a restaurant and I ordered white rice and a boiled egg. They all ordered biryani, which I had previously liked. The smell of it, while being so ill, caused me to have to leave the table to throw up. Haven't been able to think about eating it since.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        1. everything I ate during my first trimester of pregnancy makes me sick now..Cheese Jax, Seafood Caesar Salad to name two. Also I was ill once on stuffed manicotti..so no more of that...

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          1. re: phelana

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            My husband also hasn't eaten stuffed manicotti in many years for the same reason. I lost my taste for banana walnut muffins during pregnancy.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          2. Duck, sorry to say.........back when I was a kid my Dad thought it would be a good idea to cook duck in the microwave with plum sauce....Well, it exploded mostly & what was left was dry & awful....I have no desire to eat it now....

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              So you assume that all Duck is going to be prepared in that manner? I think if anything was cooked like that it's going to taste like crapola.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            2. Two bad experiences, the first I overcame, the second I didn't.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              The first: When I was four years old I ate some cottage cheese and shortly afterwards was rushed to the hospital with a ruptured appendix, was operated on, and had a prolonged and difficult recovery, never touched cottage cheese again until I was probably around thirty five. Love cottage cheese now.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              The second: when I was in High School, my buddies and I decided it was time to learn how to drink, so we bought two fifths of gin and finished off both bottles between five of us. not hard to imagine how that turned out. To this day, gin has never touched my lips again, and for years, if I even saw a bottle in a newspaper or magazine advertisement, I would literally shake!

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              1. Eel. Never again. I was at a sushi restaurant 7 years ago having some Eel Nigiri and I put a piece in my mouth that tasted a little off. Not too bad, but off. As I was trying to chew, I heard a baby make a weird sound behind me. The next thing I hear is the mother apologizing to someone and as I turned to see what was going on, I found that the mother was apologizing to me as the baby had thrown up all down my back and that was the moment I felt it soak threw my clothes. I rushed to the bathroom to clean it off, all the while the eel is still in my mouth. I spit it out in the bathroom and then clean my clothes while the leftover taste and fresh smell lingered in my senses. Eel. Never again. Never.

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                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                1. re: dontcallmethefword

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Oh Lord.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  That, would be my worst nightmare.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  1. re: dontcallmethefword

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    That would not have phased me. I have no fear of vomit - both my own or someone else's. I never understood the phobia of that - it may smell different, but vomit is not harmful like battery acid or agent orange. By the way, I absolutely love bbq Eel.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    1. re: MaxSeven

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      I have a really unreasonable fear of someone else vomiting...I kind of know its unreasonable, but at 46, it doesnt seem to be much better than it was when I was 12...
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      I litterally get paniced. The worst scenerio I can imagine is being stuck in an elevator with someone who is about to throw up...and I actually have dreamed that -

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      1. re: NellyNel

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                        I guess you never watched "Fear Factor". Well, not more than half an episode.