Deep dark food confessions

So I prefer to drink soda in a glass bottle but it is very rare to find American soda in a glass bottle at the grocery store. I recently found out that you could get soda bottled in a glass bottle in the Hispanic isle so I was excited. Also it uses real sugar instead of corn syrup which I have always heard was good. It tasted a little different, I drink sprite, but I figured it was a different formula. I didn’t like it as much though.

My breastfeeding wife has found that Root beer increases her milk supply so I got her some and she specifically requested IBC root beer which also is made with Sugar. I got all that I could find at the store and for good measure bought a 24 pack of canned A&W, turns out I needn’t bother since one bottle of Root beer is enough to jumpstart her milk supply, and I found I much preferred the A&W to the IBC and I realized it was because I preferred the Corn Syrup taste to the Sugar taste, which seems almost sacrilegious.

In any case do you have any deep dark secrets of food preferences which you think will lead to mockery if people find out?

Well, here we go then. I’ll come out blazing and then duck for cover.

I DON’T MIND KETCHUP ON MY HOTDOGS!
Dives behind the counter

snfaulkner: I’m with you there. Ketchup on a hot dog is yummy.

I’m actually kinda fond of Chef Boy-Ar-Dee products. And Crystal-Lite lemonade. And Spam.

I like anchovies on my pizza.

I eat the whole apple, core, seeds, and all. I eat the tails of shrimp.

I had lunch today with a friend who eats butter. He butters his bread, and if there’s butter left, he just eats it, straight and plain.

I sometimes dip egg rolls into BBQ sauce.

I only like one kind of macaroni and cheese: from a box, with powdery cheese, like god intended it.

I prefer mayonnaise to Miracle Whip. A couple years ago I was watching TV with a friend who used to live with us, and who is a devout Christian. We saw a Miracle Whip commercial in which a goth girl brings deviled eggs made with Miracle Whip to a church picnic, scandalizing the minister and parishioners. I leaped up and shouted, “I knew it! Miracle Whip is the condiment of Satan!” which amused her to no end. (turns out she hates it too)

I am not bothered by MSG and don’t have a problem eating it.

Can’t believe I’m sharing this:

I love me some cheesecake. But the only time I will eat it is when I’m with my SO. Why? Because the act of eating it tends to make me horny. I have no idea why, but it sure is nice when my GF surprises me with a nice slice of cheesecake. :o

Generic supermarket maple syrup, containing 0% actual maple, tastes exactly the same as the real stuff, and is much cheaper.

Cereal with water. What’s wrong with that?

I’m a Chicago transplant living in California, and I love Wienerschnitzel, although their “Chicago Dog” is pretty atrocious. I do, however, adhere to the No Ketchup rule in a desperate attempt to maintain my hot dog snobbery.

Oh lord this is not so. Not even close for me.

The real deal is so much better than the sugar water they sell in stores. I love pancakes, but will only have with real maple syrup. Always have the real stuff in the fridge.

Same here. Also I love those super cheap packaged ramen noodles. One of my favorite quick meals is ramen noodles with some broccoli thrown in there. And I don’t mind the “chicken flavor” packets loaded with sodium and MSG. Sometimes I’ll make ramen noodles with my own soup base, adding stuff like fish sauce and chili paste to low-sodium chicken stock, but I’ll keep the flavor packet and use it later as a flavor booster when I make a big batch of gumbo or something similar.

I crack open peanuts. I lick off the flaky brown coat, and pop the nut in half. I carefully nibble the tiny little roasted peanut sprout at the top, crunching it between my front teeth. The sprout has a different texture than the nutmeats, which I eat next. And then, I eat the chewy, salty shells.

I also eat lemon rinds, bone cartilage, and I swallow my gum.

I like Spam. Uncooked is O.K. but thinly sliced, fried crispy and surrounded by scrambled eggs is the best.

Just so you don’t feel alone in the mush pot:

If I’m in unfamiliar territory I’d much prefer to eat at a <gasp> chain restaurant:eek: than try the local places.

I often eat pizza with a knife and fork, or at least the first several bites. I’ll pick up the crust with my fingers, though.

I drink diet soda with my high calorie meals (or any time I drink soda, actually). It’s got nothing to do with saving calories, I just can’t stand the sweetness of regular soda.

I never use gravy, not only because I find it repellent but I actually *like *my turkey dry.

There is no lettuce better than a nice crisp juicy iceberg.

Mmmmm.

You can give that nasty rocket to the pigeons.

Not only do I not mind ketchup on my hot dogs, I can’t have mustard (asthma is a bitch) and consider that hot dogs are one of the few food items ketchup makes any sense on.

It’s aisle, not isle. The name refers to the “narrow pathway between objects that block its sides”, as in “bride walking down the”. There are no islands involved.

Plenty of folks will recoil from that, but plenty will nod in agreement.

By contrast, my single favorite combination on pizza is anchovies and pineapple.

I can go along with this. Nutrients be damned, a nice, cool crunchy mouthful of iceberg beats limp, bitter leaves any day.