fried eggs = russian roulette
I will vomit at your breakfast table if you don't cook my egg properly. When I say 'well done', I mean 'well done', not 'snotty dribbly bleuuurgh'.

Sorry, I'll get a cloth.
(se8card, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 8:50, Reply)

I used to know a kid who would only drink something using a teaspoon
Yes, a teaspoon. He'd order a coke at a cafe and ask to have a glass and teaspoon with that. He'd then proceed to pour the coke into the glass and eat it like soup.

He'd never drink out of cans or bottles and we had to either go home or find a cafe. Any liquid to pass his lips must come by means of teaspoon or he would throw the biggest hissy fit imaginable.
( AutoPrawn is glad we're living in the future now, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 8:33, Reply)

Vampyrecat: vegemite
My cats love it. I have never met a cat that doesn't.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 8:31, Reply)

My sister
won't eat mashed potatoe. she says it's because it feels like someones already chewed it. what a freak!

she also detests ketchup even though she's never tasted it. once we were cleaning the kitchen after dinner. i threw the closed ketchup bottle to her as she was nearer it's home. she screamed and leapt out of the way letting it smash on the floor and ruin the wallpaper. jesus.
(mattressking, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 8:05, Reply)

I was conned into eating pigs' trotters as a kid.
I was brought up a bit Pelzer and wasn't allowed much meat as it was 'too good' for me.

So when I was about 8, and my mother produced some cooked pigs' feet, I was told they were a great delicacy and I was very lucky to get them.

Hungry as usual, I did my best to eat them - not that, as others have noticed, they actually contained any meat, just slimy, stringy nastiness.

It's just occurred to me what really happened -she'd probably been palmed off with the trotters at the butcher's and nobody else would touch them except little grateful me!

In Hungary and Poland, I saw whole butchers' counters full of pigs' ears, tails and trotters.

It was strange to see the 'butcher bits' that I'd give to my dogs as treats being sold for humans.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 7:51, Reply)

gay foods
To paraphrase Paddy McGuiness -

When eating a sausage and mayo sandwich, does anyone else feel a tiny bit gay?
(turtles head is touching cloth poked a dwarf on the forehead at, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 7:29, Reply)

Australian who hates vegemite.
i am probably one of the only born and bred australians who hates vegemite. it is salty beyond belief and makes me gag. i also hate brussels sprouts with a passion... they look like freaking mini cabbages that have been digested once already. its bleargh.
and i don't like meat that much. i hate fish.
i haven't eaten bacon in years, and i don't like the taste of any meat except chicken. oh and i hate cheese flavoured bisciuts its yuck.

and white chocolate tastes funny and looks like baby sick that's been moulded into chocolate squares

edit : its my first post, please be nice to me :D
(Poppet some assembly required., Wed 7 Mar 2007, 6:45, Reply)

baby things
Baby corn. It's almost as wrong as eating baby cows. And vegemite. I'll probably be savaged by my fellow New USA (Australia) inhabitants for saying this, but vegemite looks and smells like something that's been scraped out of the bottom of a compost bin.
(pokey_little_puppy Future Supreme Ruler of the Universe, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 5:10, Reply)

Is it me..
Or does picky eaters sound like the lesser known, less successful sister chain of that great service station franchise happy eater?

You can sort of see why it never caught on, no one ended up ordering anything.. "I'll have the..hang on,I'll have the...no no cancel that"

Hands up who can tell I'm drunk while writing that abysmal bastard of a reply to this question?
(The_Greyhound wrote www.luckymcdanger.blog.co.uk on, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 1:57, Reply)

Salad dodger
When I was about 12 I was determined to teach my dog (a Dalmation) to eat salad and vegetables. After about a week of wrapping dog biscuits in lettuce leaves and cooking carrots in bacon fat, she began to eat salad without the meaty additives.

The next day my Mums vegetable patch was gone.
(JTR JTR, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 1:16, Reply)

Chewing gum
I can chew the stuff myself, I don't enjoy it though, but if someone else is chewing it near me I will dry-heave from the smell. I don't like mint flavouring, which is odd because I like fresh mint.

There is virtually no food I won't eat, there is food I will not enjoy, but I am yet to encounter anything I won't eat a bite of. My problem with food is if I have to eat a meal that consists entirely of a homogenous mash of something, I get bored and give up even if i'm hungry, Corned beef hash, porridge, stuff like that.

And the traditional sunday lunch? I just don't enjoy it. I don't care how well it's cooked, i'll eat it, but I don't derive any pleasure from it beyond a full stomach.
(Slyph, Wed 7 Mar 2007, 0:10, Reply)

Mayonnaise
YUCK. Ick. Creamy sauces made with mayo - yuck. They turn my stomach. Won't touch 'em.

My mother is law is, in fact, the world's pickiest eater. If red meat shows any trace of red - back it goes. If a piece of chicken has any juiciness left - back it goes. Ditto for pork. My wife and I took her to dinner one night at a sushi/Thai place...I made a point of sitting across the table from her and utterly savoring the raw fish. I thought she was going to heave. Great fun.
( HairyTwatter certified eel and sodium salesman, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 23:28, Reply)

Tix
I don´t believe in Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. They´re just being fussy. If people were really that obsessive they´d want to get their damn disease in alphabetical order and call it CDO...
(ComplexStuff Was confused by life on, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 23:22, Reply)

25 Pages!!!!
Perhaps a question on obsessive compulsiveness for next week?

As for me, I draw the line at Bull's testicles and certain parts of pig I've been offered, I tried them all first, but some took quite a lot of picking... espcially out of teeth.
(Tix Keeper of the Smurf, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 23:01, Reply)

I hate to double-post....
But I just remembered my friend's boss. He seems to have some sort of OCD. He has the same set meals every week; Monday is curry night, Tuesday chicken, etc. He has Hula Hoops and a couple of baps for dinner and rarely drinks (apart from a small Baileys at Christmas).

If he deviates from this in any way he gets a bad stomach.


He also repeats phrases over and over and makes monkey noises behind people's heads. He's awesome fun.
(Medibot, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 23:00, Reply)

Beans
Me and my old housemate used to sieve our baked beans. I like the juice, she the beans. Was a marriage of legume harmony.

When I was tiddly, I only ate chocolate things. I reckon about 80% of my diet was chocolate sandwiches. I did later branch out, and would only eat chocolate and BOVRIL sandwiches.Mmmmm.

Once my sister got them for lunch by accident! Arf!

Weird thing is I still like to eat chocolate with savoury stuff, not on its own.
(Medibot, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 22:39, Reply)

Onions
They say some foods you either love them or hate them, well Onions, i love and hate them. I can eat them in some foods, but put them on a burger or hot dog and watch it hit the floor.

Zapiola on page 16 you mention about icecream and sausages, Its odd, in a business that is not primarily set up to sell food substances, the license to sell icecream also includes sausages (or at least it did 15 years ago).
I have tried my best ot make that sound in the slightest bit interesting, what can i say i'm a failure.
(clayud, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 22:12, Reply)

A few years ago when I worked in Coventry...
...we took some customers and their wives out for dinner.

One of them, in his late 40s was very funny about food, had never tasted a curry or a Chinese "in case he didn't like it", and hated onions so much that his favourite Friday dinner of a Fray Bentos steak pie stopped one week when his kids pointed out that there were onions in it - even though he couldn't taste them, the thought was enough.

So for dinner this night, he had steak, chips and peas - no onion rings, obviously. Followed by apple pie and custard. His wife? She had exactly the same.
(Professor Kenny Martin Hmm? What?, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 21:50, Reply)

Randomness
I have a friend who is afraid of tea bags ... terrified by them in fact. At work her manager had a cup o'the good stuff and left the used bag on his desk - I swear I've never seen anyone freak out so much about something that isn't a spider !!!

Me ... I wouln't eat jelly and ice-cream in the same bowl as a kid, cause the texture was horrible, like wierd lumpy cold soup.
(Nyanko I reject your reality and substitute my own., Tue 6 Mar 2007, 21:40, Reply)

Oh yeah, Nob Holness'
story (mentioned intestines) reminded me of my brother's story of A Chip Shop Tea Deep In The Far North Of The Potteries.

He was at a workmate's gaffe and sat down with the family to eat a local delicacy called chicks'n'chips. Looked like little battered sausages and, you know, chips.

The chips were fine, but the the 'sausages' were a bit unusual. Sort of chewy. Turns out they were portions of deep-fried pig intestines.

Halmer End must be a bit like China, or Romania, where they do say as 'ow'ee must eat what'ee finds or go 'ungry...
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 21:34, Reply)

Cats and food, hmmm...
My cats like the gravy and jelly that comes with tinned cat food. You can have too much of a good thing though, they've found.

A few years ago, I opened a can of Whiskas (not the cheapest cat food by any means - I must've been flush that week) and tipped out, for my several hungry moggies, a plateful of gravy and ONE meaty chunk.

They looked at the chunk, then at me, then at the chunk again, then at me...

I was no good to them at all, rolling around in hysterics.

Whiskas sent me a gift token for lots more cat food, so in the end everyone was happy.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 21:22, Reply)

Canteen
Im not that much of a picky eater, but i wont eat anything out of my canteen at work unless i want to be sent home, the canteen is run by a contractor and ive had violent squirts and various other stomach related hijinks because of the food and many of my work colleagues have had the same problems.

Why don't u complain i heard you say, they cant get away with that surely etc etc, believe me we all have including having a "Don't buy anything from the canteen day", it hasn't changed a thing.

What company is this your wondering? . . .

Would love to say but you are most likely to have come across them in your school or university canteen or if you did a spell in prison in the UK, figured it out yet?

Happy eating }:o)
(Old Fella Doe a Dear a Female Dear . . . ., Tue 6 Mar 2007, 20:48, Reply)

Evil prawns
There are a lot of things I refuse to eat but can cope with if I accidentally find some in a forkful. Onions and mushrooms, for instance.
Prawns, however, I just cannot abide. That dreadful moment when my teeth come together on that nasty squidginess makes me ill.
They eat poo, you know.
(Big D, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 20:39, Reply)

Water Chestnuts
Are the only thing i wont eat, but besides that, anything goes.
However on a trip to china where my dads work had taken us, he was the guest of honor at every meal, great you think, not so great when they pulled a fish out of a fish tank in the restuarant, only it was too covered in algae to see the fish, run with it to the kitchen, door still open so in full view, dipped it in batter, still alive, dipped it in hot oil, still alive and landed it on the table, still alive, puffing away. he threw up in the lift on the way back to the room, i'll have boilled rice thank you very much.
(rmaccelerator2000, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 19:51, Reply)

I recently made myself a mushroom omelette
Then I remembered I don't like mushrooms in omelettes, so I had to pick them all out.

I'm 32.
(Pachey, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 19:21, Reply)

Picky dog
Thought my dog was being picky as she wouldn't touch her food.
Turns out the cunt had just necked all the sandwiches i had made for work.
(turtles head is touching cloth poked a dwarf on the forehead at, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 19:17, Reply)

Fussy cats ...
While we're on the cat thing, mine is distinctly odd when it comes to food. I do try to make her eat meat, cos thats what cats are supposed to eat, right? You wouldn't think so with Meg. She licks the jelly off cat food and just leaves the meaty chunks behind to dry up into horrible manky lumps. Give her fresh fish or meat and she'll just ignore it, but leave your toast unattended and she's on it like a flash. Some of her favourite foods include naan bread, chocolate ice cream, chip-shop chips and carrot cake. The other day I caught her eating some of my vegetable curry (a decent spicy one, too!). Her absolute favourite one though. The only thing she will jump up onto the kitchen surface for? Soya margerine.
(cherrynicola, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 19:16, Reply)

Balut
I'll eat most things but I drew the line at Balut when I was in Laos, like any sensible person would.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Balut

I also don't eat pasta. Its a form of glue and should only be used in childrens art.
( enoughblueskyforsailorstrousers, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 19:16, Reply)

I knew a girl once......
who would only eat jelly babies, smarties and any other type of sweet in pairs. Why? Because otherwise they would get lonely in her tummy. She was fit though, just not all that switched on.

I however feel quite justified in never eating the last biscuit/chocolate etc. This is because it contains a negative energy as everyone resents the last one, as they want it, but don't want to be seen to eat the last one. This energy builds until someone eats it, and then bad things happen. I'm currently abusing a hobnob in the hope that it will become so evil that I can take out my arch rival, who is sodomising and aero bar in a bid for the same outcome. I dont think I can bring myself to sexually abuse a biscuit. So this may be my first and last.

*pop*

length? A gentleman never tells.
(padre dosn't want to go to interventional radiology on, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 18:42, Reply)

Mushrooms
I have always hated mushrooms. ALWAYS. they're bloody rotten, sweaty, grey fungi.

I also think that if you ate some unfortunate blokes testicles (minus scrotum), it would have the EXACT same texture, taste, and temperature.

I'm not a homophobe, i just don't like the thought of having bollocks in my mouth.
(Snailfighter Mk VIII MASTER of the bits underneath the ledges on fences, Tue 6 Mar 2007, 18:21, Reply)