My parents tried to feed me liver.
My parents tried to feed me liver.
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Betting that liver comes up a lot. No contest. It's liver ftw.
Same, liver and onions.
My dad used to love liver and onions and always thought others should like it to. He soaked it in milk overnight and then floured and fried it. Just the thought of eating an internal organ disgusted me.
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Growing up we had to eat liver once a month. My Dad would bread it and fry it in bacon grease, with a bunch of onions.
I didn't like it, but I could stomach it.
The one thing I couldn't ever eat was sweet potatoes. Something about the texture of them would instantly make me gag. I just couldn't do it.
For several years, I got out of eating sweet potatoes, and my parents hardly ever made them. But for some crazy reason, one night when I was about 10-11 my Dad made sweet potatoes, and then decided that I HAD to try them again, and made be finish off a serving at the end of my meal.
I gagged, and choked them down as best I could. My Dad, in his know-it-all fashion proclaimed that I was faking it (I wasn't). Finally, I got the last bite down, and before I could push back from the table, my entire meal came up, and I up-chucked all over the plate and table.
My Dad's response was, "Well, I guess I won't make you eat that again."
I gave him the dirtiest look I ever remember giving to my parents.
I guess I was lucky. Never really forced to eat anything I didnt like. Except when I was 13 and my Dad caught me smoking and made me eat cigar tobacco in milk. That sucked a little.
broccoli...
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I ate pretty much anything my Mom would make. I always hated lent though - to this day I don't like fish. Any kind.
I like liver.... and kidney. I will pretty much try anything at least once but I really dont like polenta, brussel sprouts, yams or sweet potatoes.
The one thing I would absolutely never eat is pigs feet.
Last edited by weazel; 12-11-2012 at 04:07 PM.
Ug. Brussel sprouts. I forgot about those nasty little balls of vomit. My kids and wife love them. Just the smell makes me want to throwup.
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