When I was a kid I was a fussy eater. I would have been content to live on pizza and chocolate if it had been permitted, but my parents were strangely not amenable to such a limited, if delicious diet. Instead I ate most of the food put before me. But not all of it. Here’s a few items I regularly passed on:
- tomatoes
- onions (unless they were onion rings, because deep frying makes everything better)
- broccoli
- mushrooms
- cauliflower
- peppers
- Brussel sprouts
- meat loaf (I actually ate this, but grudgingly)
- bread crusts (I didn’t actually dislike bread crusts but somehow my mom thought I did. I eventually told her to leave them on.)
- liver
- turkey necks
- mincemeat tarts
- anchovies
As an adult I became much more open to eating just about anything, as long as it was edible and wasn’t still moving on my plate when served. That said, there are a few things from the above list that I still won’t touch:
- Brussel sprouts are horrible anti-food. You will never convince me otherwise.
- I still don’t care much for meat loaf. Something about the combination of textures and flavor puts me off.
- liver is yuck, like chewing on sour shoe leather
- eating turkey necks is just weird
- mincemeat tarts are grossbuckets; if you also happen to have butter tarts, all is forgiven
- anchovies on pizza is disgusting. Why not just roll a salmon over the pizza then cover it with a box of salt? The taste experience will be largely the same.
