Chicory. I fucking hate chicory.
I'll eat all other vegetables. There are a few others I don't like very much (aubergine, courgette, the snotty bit in the middle of cuke), but I'll still eat them. But I absolutely fucking will not eat chicory. It's evil and bitter and tastes of fool. Fuck off, chicory.
I feel the same way about avocado. Fucking yuk, and it's bad for you.

I absolutely love nearly all other plants, and fungi, though. I love parsnips and mushrooms and sprouts and broccoli and all the other fruit and veg everyone else seems to hate. And I'm fairly non-picky in that I'll eat stuff that's been burnt or fallen on the floor, etc.

I am a vegan, though, so I'd no doubt get posted about if any of my immediate family were b3tans. And if you go without dairy products etc. for long enough you become lactose-intolerant (something to do with lactase production not being the norm in adulthood, so as soon as the call for it ceases your body stops making the stuff). If I inadvertantly get something dairy in my mouth it feels all funny, and my tongue feels all claggy and bitter-tasting. I can taste it if my sandwiches (with soya marge rather than dairy stuff) have been made with the same knife that was previously used to spread butter or ordinary marge on someone else's sarnies. And I sometimes have to leave the room if someone else is eating meat because the smell makes me feel ill. Not in a 'aww, poor wittle fwuffy animals' way; in an actual physical way. I loathe the smell of cat food, as to me it smells of diarrhoea. (Except that one time I was hallucinating with fever, and I hung around the cat food bowl because I was loving the smell, and thinking, 'mmm, I want to eat that.' Luckily I still had enough working faculties to know not to.)

I dislike soup and always have done. I hate how it's in liquid form; I want food I can bite. I'm cool with stew, though, as that's just veg in a runny sauce/gravy. But soup? Fuck off.

I like my tea and coffee black. Not something I acquired post-vegan; I've always liked it that way. Just hot water and a teabag or a nice big spoonful of coffee. It seems to be really hard for everyone else to get their heads round. Nine times out of ten I get the stuff given to me with milk in, even though I specifically requested 'black'. The concept of 'no sugar' seems to be alien to most people too.

As a small child I wouldn't eat gherkins because my dad had told me they were slugs. And I wouldn't eat orange creme chocolates out of selection boxes because my mum told me the squishy orange bit was made of slugs.
( Bob Todd whee, Thu 1 Mar 2007, 19:50, Reply)