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What food do you hate the most? And why? Do brussel sprouts make you hurl? Can't stand the pea? Think baked-beans are the work of satan? Tell us, and tell us now.

(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 10:51)
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I live in Sweden.....
... and it pains me to tell you this, but I have eaten "SurStrömming".
Sprouts are like cadbury's chocolate... and Smoked Eel (eaten here at x-mas) is Yummy in comparison.

Here's how to make it.
Catch Herring.
Clean Herring,
Put Herring in Salt water... and LEAVE IT OUT IN THE SUN. (wankers)
Tin the herring in special corrugated tins that can expand. (this shit FERMENTS)

so... happy summers day and a swede says "Hey... have you tried Surströmming yet?"
"no" says I.
Leif happily produces a Tin that looks like a metal Football. Places it on a fencing post and hands me a rifle... "open it" says he...

A couple of shots later, and the frikking tin's lying on the ground hissing.

So... even the smell of the fetid fish-oil on the approach to the tin makes me gag... this is quite litteraly rotten fish, and you can buy it in the supermarkets. Admittedly when eating it you back it up with shed-loads of vodka and the like, but I honestly have never tasted anything so vile in my entire life.
The purest Absolout failed to strip my pallet of the taste, and god knows, I tried again and again.

Sprouts, (though it is satan's addition to x-mas), are a meal for kings when compared.

In my opinion, anything that needs to be opened at a distance with a firearm should not actually be classed as food... but hell, you have to try everything... right? RIGHT???
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 12:24, Reply)
salmon
it just plain tastes like aliens.
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 10:57, Reply)
Once, there was a two-for-one deal
on Big Macs at Mickey D's.

Before I tell you the full story, let me preface by saying that I've eaten at this fine establishment possibly five times in my entire life, and that this was the first such joyful experience. It was the day of my very last exam at uni, and my friends decided that we should celebrate in style at the golden arches.

Well, I was quite hungry, so I ordered my two-for-one Macs and gobbled them both down. Strangely, I found them much less substantial than their appearance would leave one to believe at first glance, and the void was far from filled. So naturally I ordered another two of Ronald's finest, and worked myself around them in short order.

Thus began a two day journey of agonizingly stoppered digestion that left me practically bedridden, doubled over in pain and practicing almost constant deep-tissue massage on my belly to urge its rocklike contents along their way.

I have since learned that in this I am not alone, though few are foolish enough to consume the sheer volume of material that passed my lips on that unfortunate day.

Finally the blissful moment came when it was time to relieve myself of my ungrateful burden, and I arranged myself in the correct position. After immense strain, one single near-black pebble was expelled, and sank like a stone. Its splash rose and landed dead center on my tenderest spot, but my relief at ridding myself of even the smallest part of that horrid mass made it all worthwhile.

I bravely continued my struggle until, one by one, each little rock passed on in its journey towards the sewer. Every one of them required a great heave to send it on its way, and every one gave me a watery reward upon landing in the bowl.

Finally, I was at peace, and my digestive tract sighed in relief. Never again, I thought.

Yet every few years since, a nagging thought manages to creep into my brain: could it possibly have been as bad as I remember? Then I know that the needs of science require that I give it another test, and I try, with perhaps a touch more moderation, to determine whether my imagination has exaggerated the memory over time.

It hasn't.

.
(, Wed 14 Jul 2004, 6:33, Reply)
I once asked a friend of mine if he wanted some peanuts.
His reply was, "No thanks, they tend to make me um, die."

Couldn't argue with that.
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 11:46, Reply)
Peas.
fuck off peas.
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 21:08, Reply)
What ever it is, make sure it's dead before you eat it
I was taken out to lunch on my birthday in Beijing by a client once. They ordered up this lobster (I bloody love lobster) which was delivered to the table apparantly raw, with the meat striped and presented laying across said lob's shelled back. Tasted great until I realised that the feeling I had of being watched wasn't entirely psychosamatic. The fucking thing was still alive and looking at me; WHILE I ATE IT. Put me right off that did. I would have gagged immediately but the kind people who took me for lunch would probably have taken offense before realising why I had turned my stomach inside out on the table and then patting my head saying things like "poor Lao Wai" and then spending the next 10 years laughing with their mates about how the big nose couldn't hack the lobster.

Have since got over live food phobia (life in asia demands it...)

Right, I'm off to eat a baby
(, Fri 16 Jul 2004, 5:24, Reply)
Oh, I must mention this!
This a story my dad told me.

He sat with his mum and dad when he was 13 or so was pushing liver around his plate. He didn't eat it.

Eventually, his mum asked why he wasn't eating it. His response was 'i don't like liver'.

Then his dad butted in with 'i don't like liver either'.

Then his mum responded with 'i don't like it either'.

My dad couldn't hold in the anger and shouted out 'THEN WHY THE FUCK ARE WE EATING IT!'

His mum and dad's responce was nothing more than 'it's good for you' and getting grounded for his bad language.

Good for you? GOOD FOR YOU? Not only does it piss abuot with your brain after the mental damage caused when you force-feed yourself the crap but take a look at this!

www.straightdope.com/classics/a1_218.html
(, Thu 15 Jul 2004, 22:33, Reply)
the very worst kind of food....
... is to have no food at all.

Try it sometime.
Then see if you can still complain about sprouts/Marmite/swede etc.
(, Wed 14 Jul 2004, 5:34, Reply)
All food/drink made by Nestle
is fucking minging cos they're a bunch of baby killing pro-slavery evil mong fuckers *

*100% of Fact *2

*2 100% of Opinion
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 16:58, Reply)
Nasty
Turning things back towards the nature of previous questions, i once went down on a girl at Uni who tasted, and smelt, like boiled ham. I think that that perhaps qualifies as my "most hated food".

In a similar vein i have a friend who made the mistake of going down on a girl on the last day of a four day music festival (gasp!). The next day he was constantly aware of a rank fishy smell and his friends gave him a few funny looks but didn't say anything. When he got home later that evening he discovered that his beard was entirely caked in white discharge. He still happily refers to it this as "the tale of the father christmas beard" though i'm sure he regards this as the worst thing he's ever "eaten".

p.s Mezzo is the best.
(, Thu 15 Jul 2004, 12:56, Reply)
Trifle, aaaargh. I have an irrational fear of trifle.
Nasty shitty frogspawn though it is, my fear stems from an incident as a 2-year old. It's my earliest and most vivid childhood memory.

Sat at a family gathering, playing with other similarly age-challenged sprogs, we found ourselves under a rather cheap, tacky glass-surfaced table (probably IKEA, cheap continental rubbish). On top of this was placed several bowls of Aunty Maureen's patented special shit, or to the rest of the world trifle.

To cut a long story short, an unusually heavy-handed relative and an unusually heavy glass of G&T were placed on the table's weakest spot, causing it to shatter. For the unfortunates hiding below, this meant a shower of broken glass shards, glass bowls, and the disgusting hell-goop from above. Naturally, it's red texture lead most of us to believe we'd been cut, and we all frantically started screaming, and the adults started panicking.

And that's why I hate trifle.
(, Tue 13 Jul 2004, 13:13, Reply)
Salted Liquorice
I don’t mind the normal, Bertie Basset kind, but for some reasons the Danes love theirs with salt. There is nothing to compare to the oral horror of stuffing a lovely looking sweetie, clearly covered in spangly chunks of sugar only to find that the spangly bits are in fact rock salt. I mean, WTF?

I also had the misfortune, on another visit, to buy an Ice Lolly on a really hot day just outside Copenhagen Zoo and found that the fucking thing had a solid core of frozen salted liquorice. Cunts.
(, Tue 13 Jul 2004, 11:16, Reply)
Fussy
You lot are right fussy bastards. Even honeycomb tripe, which is a really frigging nasty thing to just contemplate, much less eat, is actually swallowable if you're really hungry.

No, the only disgusting stuff you often see nowdays is fruit peel. Look, it's called peel because you peel it off and chuck it away, right? Good, so don't put it in my fucking christmas pudding, christmas cake, and mince frigging pies. Bastards. Every christmas made a throat clenching, retching torment because some people think its clever and hard to put vile bitter lumps of citrus rind in the food. Ho ho bloody ho. Wankers.
(, Tue 13 Jul 2004, 0:10, Reply)
Fish
I had such a bad reaction to fish once, I ended up having to go and see a Sturgeon
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 19:16, Reply)
Chicken
I hate chicken. It tastes fowl and looks poultry.

A-ha ha ha ha ha! Ha! Ha ha ha!... A-ha, a-herm... a-ho, a-hoo, a-hum, a-herm, cough... oh lord...
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 15:40, Reply)
*Deep breath*
- FISH
- Mint in anything except chewing gum and toothpaste
- Aubergines
- Quiche / flan / cheese & egg pie
- Liver / kidney / offal
- Golf balls
- Cheap, supermarket parmesan that smells like concentrated vomit
- Taramasfuckinglata
- Beetroot
- Gherkins in McDonalds burgers
- Ketchup in McDonlads burgers
- Burgers in McDonlads burgers
- Iced Tea
- Butter / margarine / 24p Aldi "spread"
- Rootbeer that tastes like Germoline
- Scotch eggs
- Hershey bars
- Marmite
- Bovril
- Radicchio
- Apples, boring, fucking, make-your-gums-bleed apples
- "Cow foot 89p" From the butchers in Finsbury Park
- "Nice Cow foot 99p" from the same butcher? Nice? Nice? A nasty-assed cow foot? What difference does ten pence make? Do they give it a fucking manicure? Who eats this shit??
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 11:09, Reply)
I'm bulimic
so everything makes me hurl.

Ooh, sorry, I couldn't resist! No need for a ticket, I've got a yearly pass, thanks.
(, Thu 15 Jul 2004, 2:17, Reply)
Pasta
Second only to marmite in the worlds list of crap foodstuffs of all time.
1) it tastes like cardboard.
2) it looks like cardboard until cooked, then it looks like soggy cardboard.
3) it is boring, like cardboard.
4) Pasta lasts forever in the back of cupboards, like cardboard.
5) when you're a student you spend three years eating this shit because you can't afford anything else, like cardboard.
6) the last time I ate in an Italian restaurant (one in York) it gave me food poisoning for three days, and then I split up with the girl I'd been with for three years, the same thing happened the last time I ate cardboard as well.
7) Pasta, invented by the Devil as a way of punishing the Holy Roman Empire (now Italy) just like cardboard.
8) If someone throws some pasta in your eye it really hurts, just like cardboard.
9) Parmesan cheese, whats that all about? it looks like grated cardboard and tastes like ming.
however I do like marzipan coated pork scratchings served on a bed of roast parsnip and asparagus, with a celery,mushroom and cucumber salad,rabbit pie and swede and turnip followed by a nice big bowl of trifle/rice pudding or more marzipan.
(, Thu 15 Jul 2004, 0:31, Reply)
popcorn flavored jelly bellies
Ugh. they taste like headache.
(, Wed 14 Jul 2004, 19:26, Reply)
Turnip.
Turdnip, I say! A fucking waste of space. Takes 2 hours to peel, 3 hours to boil, 4 hours to mash and 5 hours to eat. After all that, what does it taste like? Dodgy water, that's what.
In fact:

SELECT FOOD_NAME FROM WORLD
WHERE FOOD_NAME LIKE "*NIP"
AND TASTY = TRUE

0 results

(, Tue 13 Jul 2004, 16:34, Reply)
bastards
I've not been able to eat mayo for two weeks now. Ever since I found out the kebab place at the end of my road got closed down because the iraqi owners we jacking off into their mayo tub and serving it on their chicken burgers.
It's bloody true and I ate one!
AAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
(, Tue 13 Jul 2004, 15:22, Reply)
Dill.
I never liked dill. Ok, so far that's nothing special. But a couple of years ago the dill's wrath really turned on me.

I was planning a holiday in France and needed cash. Only job I could find was in a cucumber factory - I had to put a handful of dill in every jar that came along on the conveyor belt. Thousands of jars an hour. The smell was disgusting. On the last day before my holidays I just couldn't stand it anymore, the stink made me sick. So I thought "fuck the jars, I gotta get out of here", went outside, sat down and started puking.

What I didn't know was that the pile of pallets I was sitting on was exactly the place where the fresh jars were delivered to.

I didn't hear the fork lift coming because I was busy puking.

The driver couldn't see me because he had two thousand jars right in front of his face. Which he unloaded straight onto my lap.

If he hadn't heard me screaming I'd be dead now.

Needless to say the holidays had to be cancelled. Fucking dill, eh? Today I can still identify the tiniest amount of the devilish ingredient in any dish, rendering it literally inedible for me.
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 19:08, Reply)
Cauliflower can suck my cock
Its just like, in a nice buffet you see this lovely looking 'macaroni' cheese. You then proceed to put some on your plate. HOWEVER upon the first bite, you realise it aint pasta making this cheese lumpy......ITS ONLY CUNTING CAULIFLOWER. bastards.
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 16:32, Reply)
My girlfriend used to like ben and jerry's fish food....
....until a rather unfortunate and adventurous lady garden food interface went wrong and she was left with a melted chocolate fish stuck in her pubic hair!!!! Saying that she used to like cum as well till I squirted some in her eye!!!! Go Web Go!!!

Oh and I hate peanut butter!
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 16:30, Reply)
Seafood
is shit. No need for an explanation, it's just shit. it smells shit, looks shit and tastes shit, and that makes it shit.

Fresh tuna? bearable, but let's be honest, it's shit isn't it. like tender bacon rind with a fishy tang.
Canned tuna? Catfood. Shit.
Smoked Haddock? fucking stinks out the entire block of flats for days.. it's shit.
Squid? rubbery, tasteless leathery shit.
Ocean pie? hello diarrhoea... That's shit too.
Sushi? looks fantastic... but it tastes shit. And that makes it SHIT
Shellfish (mussels, oysters etc)? fuck off. Who's fucking stupid idea was it to eat those slimy salty smelly things? Cunts, whoever they are. Probably the French.
Shellfish (prawns etc)? Apparently these are best eaten alive. Alive! Bouncing around! Fuck that. Conclusion? also shit.
Caviare? So fucking shit, they had to launch the mother of all price hikes to make people thing it was so exclusive it must be good. Well, I've got news for you, you've been conned by Market Forces. Caviare is shit. it tastes fucking horrible, and no amount of "oh, this was £60 for 100g so it must be good" will convince me. Some people like to spend ludicrous amounts of money on shit things because it makes them feel exclusive. Doesn't stop those things being shit. Enter caviare.

I'll eat virtually anything else though. Some of you lot down there are right fussy bastards. For instance, mayonnaise. Mayonnaise is great. Not on it's own though. If it smells like rotten eggs - that's because it's gone off.
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 15:20, Reply)
My mum...
...once caught me eating celery in my room with my eyes closed, so left a cup of cold cum in vengeance as I'd told her that the ice cream van outside was only playing music because it had run out of celery, and then went out and nicked the last stalk of it.

Bwouhahaha!

Unfortunately, when I bwouhaha'd in her face, she chased me round the street and caught me up because I'd spent more energy chewing the thing than I had gained from its consumption, and I got a right good kicking.

D'oh!
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 14:52, Reply)
When I were younger...
...we used to have lots of fun with food at the local travelling fairground whenever they came to town. Our speciality, being the adventurous, fun-loving, charming kids that we were, was going on the most sick-inducing rides and then eating odd combinations of food.

It all came to a very sorry end though when I was fed a hot dog to which crushed peppermints, candy-floss and jelly beans had been added to the undercooked sausage and raspberryade soaked bread. This, you understand, just after having spent 5 minutes on a particularly wild ride.

Laugh? Not when my T-shirt was covered with warm, minty smelling, pink vomit with meaty chunks...
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 14:12, Reply)
Liver pool
Life is a journey along a steep and winding path paved with hard-learned lessons. One such lesson for me was that, at aged five, I was clearly more intelligent than the dinner-ladies at my nursery.

Little Bob: "What's this?"
Dinner-lady: "It's liver. Eat it up."
Little Bob: "But liver makes me sick."
Dinner-lady: "Eat it up."

15 minutes (possibly days) later...

Dinner-lady: "You've not eaten your liver - it's gone cold now. Eat it up."
Little Bob: "But it..."
Dinner-lady: "Just eat one little bit, for me."

Little Bob: "Huuuuurl"
Dinner-lady: "Stop! You're being sick!"
Little Bob: "Huuuuurl"
Dinner-lady: "Stop!"
Little Bob: "Huuuuurl"
Dinner-lady: "You've been sick all over your plate!"
Little Bob: "I tried to warn you. What's for afters?"
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 14:04, Reply)
peanuts..
simply because they are not subtle enough (in taste, texture or size) to hide in my allergic brother's dinner without him noticing..
(, Mon 12 Jul 2004, 12:21, Reply)
sellery is satans veggie dildo
that and rubarb
(, Fri 16 Jul 2004, 22:26, Reply)

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