Green eggs and ham.
When I was a fussy child, my nan always used to quote that oh so smug Dr Seuss. Whenever I refused to eat some nasty looking shite, I always got the "Green eggs and ham" comment. Well, my nan loved school fetes and particularly tombollas which is where she won some wonderful stuff. A tin of frog legs and a tin if snails. I kid you not, someone got these items from a French relative or something and donated them to said tombolla, sensible people.

Upon opening the frogs legs (tin of, not a sex act!) I was offered and refused the nasty, pale ugly looking amphibious creatures legs. My old man tried them and said they were like chicken. Then came time to open the snails. I don't remember what they looked like, but what I do remember was the smell. To this day I still get a little tight in my throat when I think about it. It was like nothing I have smelled since and it kind of stuck in your nostrills like when a baby vomits milk, but it was not a milky smell. It was thick and pungent and earthy I suppose. No one had the stomach to try them. Especially my nan. "Green eggs and ham nan!" I shouted. But no amount of telling her worked. After that she rarely quoted it at me again. That was when I realised that adults are full of shit and turn situations to suit them. This is as clear now even more so now I'm an adult.

I'm a bit more adventurous with food, these days, but a still can't watch Bear Gryles eat the stuff he does, it always reminds me of those snails.
(Beaverman Opulence, I has it., Thu 2 Jun 2011, 18:53, Reply)