I have a serious problems with noodles. No matter how hungry I am, I cannot eat more than a few bites of noodles. I sit down to my steaming plate of yummy noodles, chow down for a minute, and then realize I just can’t eat a bite more. It’s not even because I start to find them gross. I just can’t eat more and that is that.
This is a problem since I live in China and noodles are a staple.
Root beer. I’ll crave it every now and then, buy a good brand, and take the time to chill it well. The first sip is rich, sweet and creamy. But halfway through the first bottle it tastes like liquid cough drops and I hate it. The other five bottles sit in the fridge forever.
For me it’s M&M’s, the regular milk chocolate ones. I can eat maybe three or four before the chocolate starts to get to me, and I can’t eat any more. I don’t have this problem with peanut M&M’s, funnily enough.
And this is also why I don’t like dark chocolate. I can take a couple bites and find it okay, but after that, it just starts feeling like waaaaaaaaaaaay too much chocolate.
Oh, hell yes. And I agree- once a year is about right.
Basically any food that’s too mushy or sloppy - can be as tasty as you like, but after too much of it the texture just starts to get to me and I really don’t want to eat any more.
For me it’s circus peanuts and peeps. I get a rare craving, buy them, eat exactly one, realize how awful they are, and throw the rest away.
Regarding the OP and bananas: I love bananas, but lately I’ve been getting a throat-constriction feeling toward the end of eating one. According to my doctor I’ve developed a slight allergy to them.
Gelati, looks great, smells great, one taste and it is too sweet. Makes my teeth hurt.
Actually You might have given me a clue. I don’t eat much sweet anymore, maybe bananas are just too sweet
Tequila - one night far back in my silly days at a company Christmas party I spent a few hours playing that hockey puck shuffleboard table game thingy and drinking margaritas. At about the 15th margarita as I raised it to drink, the smell hit me and I knew that if I ever drank another mouthfull I would vomit. The actual smell of tequila was now that of vomit. To this day I can not smell tequila without it making me slightly queasy. I figure I drank my lifetime allotment of tequila that night.
Pig - my endocrinologist put me on byetta, which worked beautifully, but one evening as mrAru was cooking pork chops, the smell was making me feel queasy. He set it in front of me and the thought of it made me feel intensely nauseous. I could still eat ham and bacon, so no problem. Then even the thought of ham started turning my stomach, and then bacon … then any form of beef, and then chicken … I went off the byetta because the losing of entire food groups was unacceptable to me. I gained the ability to eat beef and chicken, and I can eat a small amount of ham and about 2 strips of bacon before I get the nausea reaction, but to this day I can not eat a pork chop/roast pork/ bbq ribs/ pulled pork bbq =(
Carne guisada tacos. My ex would eat them all the time, and I would always just take one bite. Once he bought me one–thinking he was doing me a favor–and I looked at him like he was crazy.
The whole taco grosses me out. Two bites is too much.
I just want one big, juicy, greasy bite. Then I’m over it. Thank you for sharing! Please eat the rest.
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Coca-Cola.
First sip - heaven. Second sip - lovely. Third mouthful… hmm, this is quite nice. After that, the fizziness gets to my mouth and my teeth start to feel furry and I just stop enjoying it.
Same here. When I dine with people I just want to try one spoonful of any given dessert. Just like the stereotypical girlfriend does in standup comics’ routines, except in my case it’s usually the girl getting the dessert and me eating a taste of hers. It’s not for dietary reasons, I just don’t have a sweet tooth, but I still want to appreciate great sweet tastes.
I’m 64, and I’ve found that the older I get, the more sensitive I am about extreme flavors. Foods that I used to enjoy on a regular basis are now too sweet, too salty, too sour, too spicy, etc. More and more, I find myself using less seasoning.
My father was exactly the opposite. By the time he was the age I am now, he had pretty much lost his sense of taste, and was grossly over-seasoning his food.
Fudge. The kind you get in little touristy towns. One tiny little square you can pop in your mouth is delicious. Any thing past that makes me want to hurl.
Coffee is something I drink every day. Mmmm coffee. However, once I’m down to the bottom of the cup and theres that one last swallow of room temperature brown liquid I always down quickly with a shiver of disgust.
Pickles. I absolutely love them, for one, maybe two bites. Any more than that and I’ll be sick all day.
Also rice pudding. I buy the Kozy Shack rice pudding a few times a year, and all the way home I am looking forard to it. I sprinkle a little cinnamon or nutmeg on top, and take a bite, heaven! Take another bite, hmmmnn, the y should find a new container for these, a third bite, and I’m convinved I’m eating a bowl of softened plastic.
At work I occasionally pick up my coffee cup and drink the last mouthful, only to realize it isn’t today’s.
Gefilte fish for me, especially the kind that comes in glass jars. I can enjoy one loaf, or at most two, but then it starts to disgust me. I can fulfill my yearly quota every Passover and I’m happy.
Chocolate & most sweets. Again, I think it’s just not having a sweet tooth–I never have. I can have a couple of bites of chocolate once or twice a year, and that’s enough for me. And it has to be the really good stuff, not Hershey’s, etc.
I forgot to agree with someone on the eggnog. A couple of sips once a year is good for me, too.