Oddly, a lot of the foods disliked here, I like. Mushrooms, anything as long as they're actually in edible guise (cooked if need be, raw if need be). Raised in Hawaii, so not a lot of foods make me queasy that would someone from an area with a less-diverse diet. Also, ex-military -- not too many picky eaters in that community.
Here are my dislikes... I'm going to skip the reasonably already-disgusting answers (like yellowjacket larvae, which my dad and brother used to knock paper nests down for), and stay with relatively common foods:
-- Baloney. If less processing makes meat healthier and more nutritious, baloney is weaponized. Oddly, being Hawaiian, I loooove mah SPAM, which is pretty much the pork version, in block form. Still, it actually has taste, which is where baloney fails. Because porkfat...
-- Anything made by McDonald's. Swore off it for meals years ago, occasionally had a Big Mac on a roadtrip or two. Even the fries (which used to be my fave) feel like eating crunchy birthday candles now, and anything with beef (and even their sweets) gives me a raging headache, when a Wendy's or JITB or In-N-Out burger, nothing. I guess the documentary on their food was right, bleh...
-- Beef sticks, the snack food. I see that a few are going grassfed, hormone-free whatnot... but seeing that yellow grease ooze out of the nasty ones I used to try back in my youth swore me off them forever. Baloney, smoked and dry-formed... why, when I'll gladly save up for jerky.
-- Ambrosia (and many '50s post-war Great Society dishes, for that matter). Not knocking people who love it, but it seriously turns my appetite from 'oh' to OFF...
-- Ketchup. Ever notice the sugar content of that stuff? May as well pound a can of Coke. Three years in Germany and three in DC swore me off it on fries; gimme sea salt, sharp mustard, or balsamic vinegar, please.
-- Sweet pickle relish. Again, the Germany and East Coast. When I do indulge in the processed meat, it's a Chicago dog or with kraut and deli mustard. I do like pickles to be sour and garlicky, sorry.
-- Fried chicken. Dunno, just outgrew the hankering for it. Never liked wings. Being as old as I am, prolly for the best.
Yep, I am prolly not in the 86th-percentile of hated foods here. Ah well, that's how I'm wired.
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