Foods you don’t like that always need explaining.

Very little I don’t eat.

Tinned tuna – overly fishy and odd texture but would eat it if there nothing much else

Veg: Broccoli, Green cabbage and sprouts

Cottage cheese – has no significant taste and just wrong.

Other than that there’s some foods I’ll eat sometimes and not others.

My eldest doesn’t eat cheese but loves piazzas with cheese on and cauliflower cheese.

Lots of people don’t drink now so its not unusual for someone on a night out to not be drinking.

Octopus. I don’t eat it because they’re too smart. I recall eating it barbecued on holiday as a kid, and it being delicious, but that was before I knew they were clever! I can’t get past the idea of them knowing what’s about to happen to them when they’re caught, or the other octopuses watching and being sad.

Almond/marizipan stuff too. Absolutely revolting. And since I have no need of liking anything else unhealthy, I haven’t tried to adult my way into eating it and liking it.

And eggs. Boiled eggs or fried – absolutely despicable. Scrambled I can just about cope with if very very cooked. I blame it on being poor when I was a kid, but having chickens. Apparently for a long while I refused to eat anything yellow, convinced it would be egg.

The Asian palm civet shit directly onto a wonky plate?

That’s niche!

Not normally, but if you squeeze them really hard…

Lots of people don’t drink now so its not unusual for someone on a night out to not be drinking.

I totally agree – twice recently I have been out (with different groups of people) and each time about half the group were not drinking – there were no questions, people just accept it now.

Octopus. I don’t eat it because they’re too smart.

Yeah, I’ve had a few times over the years but in more recent years I have been reluctant to order it for the same reason. Then I kind of think it’s not dissimilar to other meats, they’re all shitting themselves before we dispatch them.

TBH, the worst i’ve met was my brother, but that was 100% psychological, he wouldn’t eat anything much that he couldn’t recognise 100% of the contents. And the recognition wasn’t logical either. He’d eat fish fingers and chips (ingredients on the packet), but wouldn’t eat fish and chips from the chippie (actual identified fish, rather than “80% fish products”).

Would eat things like home made bolognese, but if someone added anything herby, that he subsequently spotted, the rest of the meal would be left (is that fleck of green basil, thyme or oregano?).

He got much better in his 20’s and now eats pretty much anything. Also became an award winning chef…

Just remembered that my childhood best mate was terrified of tomatoes, didn’t just dislike them but was scared of them.

Him mum used to line the fridge and cupboard shelves with them to stop him nicking snacks 😀

Stock response is “but bacon!”.

I had beers last week with a friend who’s been working overseas for the last 15 years, first in the Middle-east, now in Asia. He said that when he went to the M.E., he didn’t think that not being able to eat pork would be a big deal, but then when he left and could sit down and have a beer and a burger with bacon or some roast pork, he realized just how delicious it is. I get that some people don’t eat meat for perfectly good reasons but, for anyone who likes roast pork or bacon, it really is difficult to comprehend how someone could not like something that delicious. It’s like people who say they don’t like chocolate, it just doesn’t make sense to anyone who likes chocolate.

When I tell people I don’t like cheese they usually ask if I like pizza. Well no, it’s got cheese on it. Then if I like cauliflower cheese. No thanks, it’s cheese. How about in a burger? Sigh.

Similar, but as mozzarella isn’t very cheesy when cooked…I like pizza. Imagine trying explain that!

Octopus. I don’t eat it because they’re too smart.

Absolutely, I agree 100%. And not only are they very smart but they are also emotionally highly sensitive.

Which is one of the reasons that they often take to captivity extremely badly. It can deeply affect them  psychologically and they can end up nervous wrecks determined to escape.

Octopus. I don’t eat it because they’re too smart.
Yeah, I’ve had a few times over the years but in more recent years I have been reluctant to order it for the same reason.

Same here, and coincidence, one of my daughters has just sent me a pic of her lunch, baby octopus salad. I replied saying ‘poor baby octopus, but delicious!’.

Have you read this:

Octopus. I don’t eat it because they’re too smart. I recall eating it barbecued on holiday as a kid, and it being delicious, but that was before I knew they were clever! I can’t get past the idea of them knowing what’s about to happen to them when they’re caught, or the other octopuses watching and being sad.

Cows aren’t thick. Some dairy cows are hilariously crafty about breaking the system.

Although grapes and apples are often found on a cheese board

As an accompaniment. Not obliterating the flavour of the cheese.

and toast with strawberry jam and cheese (Cheddar or Wensleydale are my favourites) is wonderful, so fruit clearly goes with cheese.

Another wrong ‘un outs themself.

As for foods I don’t like, mayonnaise is devil’s spunk and ruins a perfectly good sandwich. It’s particularly insidious as it’s often hidden and the unassuming consumer is unaware until they take a bite and get a mouthful of Beelzebub’s jizz.

Cows aren’t thick. Some dairy cows are hilariously crafty about breaking the system.

It’s been a while….

and toast with strawberry jam and cheese (Cheddar or Wensleydale are my favourites) is wonderful, so fruit clearly goes with cheese.

Jam is effectively a form of chutney. Of course fruit goes with cheese but I’m not a big fan of fruit in cheese anymore.

Although grapes and apples are often found on a cheese board

Yes, the word you’re looking for here is ‘garnish’. You’re not actually meant to eat them as that would leave less room for more cheese.

toast with strawberry jam and cheese (Cheddar or Wensleydale are my favourites) is wonderful, so fruit clearly goes with cheese.

I’d forgotten about butter. It’s not like I don’t like it, I just don’t feel the need to put it on bread. Especially nice bread, maybe some salt and pepper.
I prefer a bacon sandwich without butter or sauce however,I’d eat it if the ingredients were present, it’s not being fussy it’s just how I like it.

Toast the bread and yeah it needs butter.

I don’t even bother to ask for no butter as I can’t bothered with explaining it.

Same goes for a burger. I do not want a slice of cheese, it doesn’t need it, I don’t understand the mentality of putting cheese on everything, I like cheese but not automatically stuck on every food. Also all the sauces  people slather on a burger.  I don’t necessarily want it, I can operate a ketchup bottle, or is the meat that crap?

Beans can bugger off though.

A friend always needs to explain why she doesn’t like coriander to me.

I don’t think I liked it as a kid but I absolutely love it now

I believe that she needs to train herself to like it because she is (particularly as a vegan) missing out on some truly wonderful dishes from all over the world and that’s a shame.

She gives it the whole tastes like soap thing.

I had a work colleague who claimed to eat only apples, marmite, beer, toast and butter.  Sounds like all carbs and fat with almost no protein.

I went out with him a few times for work dinners had he would pretty much stick to that – usually just toast and beer.   He took quite a broad view on what qualified as toast – at Indian restaurants he would just order a dozen popadoms and a beer.

He was not a healthy guy and said he wished he could eat more stuff, biggest regret was that one of his children seem to be going the same way with being a very restrictive eater.

As for foods I don’t like, mayonnaise is devil’s spunk and ruins a perfectly good sandwich. It’s particularly insidious as it’s often hidden and the unassuming consumer is unaware until they take a bite and get a mouthful of Beelzebub’s jizz.

Beefburger: ketchup. Vegetarian beef analogue burger (Quorn, McPlant et al): Mayo. Why? It makes no sense to me.

Making a vegetarian burger is easy, you make a beefburger as normal but swap the meat patty for a veggie patty. There’s 15 variants of beefburger on the menu 13 of which could be veggie with a different protein, so why does the solitary vegetarian “option” have to be some pissed-about with thing stuck at the bottom as an afterthought?

so fruit clearly goes with cheese.

bit of mango chutney on cheddar… mmm.

Anyway I don’t like anything that comes out of the sea or a river. So no fish or seafood. I do like duck, so perhaps it’s not 100% consistent.

 I don’t understand the mentality of putting cheese on everything

There is nothing that can’t be improved with the addition of cheese. For example, fish finger butties

Also all the sauces  people slather on a burger.  I don’t necessarily want it, I can operate a ketchup bottle, or is the meat that crap?

But… but…. Big Macs! Aldi do the closest thing to a Big Mac sauce. It’s fantastic in burgers, crap or otherwise…

Ohh, gonna have to get me some of that – I love MaccyDs burger sauce.

he wished he could eat more stuff

Waves. I have so many food issues that I wouldn’t know where to start with a list. I hate being challenged on it because for me it’s almost a primal urge. For instance asking “why don’t you like tomatoes” is like asking “why don’t you like eating razor blades”. My mind has somehow reclassified them as a threat, not a food so they are not something I can even contemplate eating.  Then there’s the whole thing about contamination so I can’t just take a tomato out of a sandwich and eat the rest.

It’s a crappy, socially awkward and restrictive way to live – I’ve tried to get help for it and made a tiny bit of progress but that’s stalled and in some cases reverted. 

My mind has somehow reclassified them as a threat, not a food so they are not something I can even contemplate eating.

I spent quite a lot of time in Asia after I graduated university, just figured that, as long as the locals were eating it, a few shots of the local booze would make anything swallowable and you’d make more friends if you at least tried to eat the local “delicacies”.  Except for meringue.

Beefburger: ketchup. Vegetarian beef analogue burger (Quorn, McPlant et al): Mayo. Why? It makes no sense to me.

Making a vegetarian burger is easy, you make a beefburger as normal but swap the meat patty for a veggie patty. There’s 15 variants of beefburger on the menu 13 of which could be veggie with a different protein, so why does the solitary vegetarian “option” have to be some pissed-about with thing stuck at the bottom as an afterthought?

+1

Particularly in pubs/restaurant f they’ve got bean/veggie burgers or fake meat on the menu, why not just allow them as substitutions for any of the other burgers.  It’s not a McD’s production line or Rustlers microwave burger.

“A friend always needs to explain why she doesn’t like coriander to me.”

Why? Isn’t once enough, or are you one of the people the OP complains about, who can’t just accept it?

So I don’t like coffee, mushrooms, and steamed momos. Everytime people feel that really you don’t like coffee and mushrooms. But yeah I can’t have food that has mushrooms

Waves. I have so many food issues that I wouldn’t know where to start with a list. I hate being challenged on it because for me it’s almost a primal urge. For instance asking “why don’t you like tomatoes” is like asking “why don’t you like eating razor blades”. My mind has somehow reclassified them as a threat, not a food so they are not something I can even contemplate eating. Then there’s the whole thing about contamination so I can’t just take a tomato out of a sandwich and eat the rest.

It’s a crappy, socially awkward and restrictive way to live – I’ve tried to get help for it and made a tiny bit of progress but that’s stalled and in some cases reverted.

Waves back.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avoidant/restrictive_food_intake_disorder

It’s ironic really because I love cooking.

FYI there is a big difference between not liking a food and not liking a food cooked a certain way; that’s just fussy.

A block of cheese earlier. ‘Charcoal Cheddar’. Very nice it was too, but I couldn’t shake the feeling I should have been taking it outside and incorporating it into a block paved driveway, which kinda spoiled it.

Waves back.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Avoidant/restrictive_food_intake_disorder

MrsDoris has this too.

She has been making progress over the years, partly with the help of therapy, and partly by treating it more as a phobia that can be tackled, rather than this kind of monolith that rules over her. But still, the list of things she won’t or can’t eat would go off the bottom of the page, and I don’t imagine she’ll ever eat cream or mayo.

But it can get better! It’s more about confidence – she’s more likely to try things now, and although she might hate them (quite likely), it doesn’t ruin the whole day. Because many of the foods on the ‘no’ list, she has never tried and doesn’t know what they taste like – it’s just pure fear. And she’s getting over the ‘contamination’ aspect too. Obviously a sandwich tainted by mayo is still inedible, but a restaurant meal with peas or a salad on the side is now edible (apart from the offending item) whereas in the past, the whole dish would have been out of bounds.

asking “why don’t you like tomatoes” is like asking “why don’t you like eating razor blades”. My mind has somehow reclassified them as a threat, not a food so they are not something I can even contemplate eating

Funny, that’s almost exactly the words MrsDoris uses too – only she doesn’t say razors so much as cardboard or bricks; things that are simply not food, not edible, certainly not anything you would want to chew on.

So good luck.  I know how hard it is.

Green or variants of that such as red versions.

I love chocolate. I love nuts.

Anything with chocolate and nuts together will turn my stomach.

Cucumber. To me it is the most rancid, bitter and overpowering flavour in existence.

Random. But then I find radishes pretty plain and tasteless but everyone says they are sharp and peppery.

And spicy poppadoms. Not much different to plain but others will often exclaim how spicy they are…but generally I think my curry tastes match others!

Big Macs!

Thought this was a food thread?

Random. But then I find radishes pretty plain and tasteless but everyone says they are sharp and peppery.

I find supermarket radish can be a bit bland…I grew some in the back garden once, from seeds, and they certainly had a bit of a ‘kick’ to them!

There’s something about a cup of tea that makes me feel nauseous. I did drink some black tea at a plantation in Sri Lanka that was OK,

And oranges, or orange juice. It’s not that I dislike oranges, but they make me ill. Next day it’s like I have the flu. Sore throat, aches, feeling rotten. The last time I had any was cycling in Majorca where they have those big pulping machines in the cafés. I thought I’d get away with it. I was wrong.

partly by treating it more as a phobia

It’s absolutely a phobia.

One time, I got a chilli bean soup or some such from Pret. It was out of my comfort zone, but it was delicious. We got back to the car, I was about halfway through the pot when my brain went “nope!” and I couldn’t eat any more. I said to my partner, “this is bloody ridiculous, it’s really nice” and I wanted to eat the rest, but I knew if I had another mouthful I’d hurl. I had to toss out the rest of the pot.

And she’s getting over the ‘contamination’ aspect too. Obviously a sandwich tainted by mayo is still inedible,

This at least I’ve dealt with to a degree. I can scrape mayo off a burger and eat it now. Haven’t yet quite managed “would you like my leftover chips?” from my partner’s fish & chips.

exactly the words MrsDoris uses too… things that are simply not food

This is where I’m leaning rather than “a threat.” Less “razor blades” and more “poo.”

Celery.

Absolutely detest it and can’t go near anything to do with it. Tastes to me like rotting sheep carcass juice (I imagine).

Oh, but it’s just mainly water, they say.

Nope. Absolutely rank.