I’ve mentioned my love for salt and vinegar chips before on the board and apparently it’s the most popular flavor on the planet. But among my group it’s absolutely despised. This is all great for me: It means I don’t have to share! 
I could accept each post I’ve read here. Until this one.:eek:
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How do you report someone for trolling here? :D:D:D
Similar amongst my group of friends is my love for India Pale Ale - a style of beer that is considerably more bitter than American Lagers. I took some to a pool party a few weeks ago and my friends made it a point to let me know just how much they hated my beer. They were drinking Coors Lite so the beer loathing was mutual 
It appears as though I may have won this thread.
Where’s my prize?
Sorry - Carrot Top is an order of magnitude less annoying that Jar Jar Binks - the OP still has a comfortable lead!
Since when do people hate the Carpenters? Even on the Classic Rock forum I go to, they are liked.
All of the spam talk reminded me of another one… Canned corned beef hash. Most people that I have met won’t even look at it, but I love it. (I used to not be able to look at it as well, but then I tasted it and my eyes were opened.)
I love disco music! Too bad I never got in to Studio 54.
I also like fluffernutter sandwiches!I also like sweet wines.
Canned ravioli.
I love cigarettes. I hate when the subject comes up because I’m in the 0.01% that gets excited and giddy at the prospect of them. Everyone else curses them (for obvious reason).
I love Phill Collins, Ambrosia, and Peter Cetera!
I love hearing people smack their gum. It’s soothing to me.
Me too. Imagine my shock at Dame Helen Mirren! I don’t think it was actually her vag that that baby came out of, but still…
Sorry, I’m still doing a firehose spit-take at “Jar-Jar Binks” in the OP.
For all you spam-lovers, here’s Weird Al’s song about your favorite foodstuff.
Trust me, a lot of people hate the Carpenters. Won’t say that’s bad or good, but it’s true.
Neil Diamond, up to about 1972.
Glen Campbell.
ABBA.
I’ll second Taco Bell. No, it’s not ‘real’ Mexican, but I’m not sure what is anymore. I read a great article about ten years back where a guy tracked down the origins of the burrito. Turned out that before it was Americanized, it was a rather undistinguished (and small, which isn’t surprising given the -ito suffix) roll-up.
At any rate, whatever it is that Taco Bell serves, it’s cheap, it’s good, and being a purist about Mexican food is pretty silly anyway.
Putting catsup on hot dogs. Being a purist about hot dogs is, by an order of magnitude, even sillier than being a purist about Mexican food.
Didn’t know there was a lot of disdain for “American Pie.” I heard it on the radio a week or so ago, and was immediately reminded of just how catchy it is. Once you hit the refrain in the second verse (which is the first up-tempo verse), you’re hooked.
And frankly, it’s a great verbal montage of the sixties.
I’m aware that Ringo gets a lot of shit, but OTOH, a number of musically skilled people I know online have nothing but praise for his drumming.
Iceberg Lettuce. I hate it when a restaurant want to replace it on a sandwich with Romaine. Mixed Greens in a salad are just nowhere near as good as iceburg. I especially love the hearts, iceburg lettuce heart salad with the right dressing is the best salad around.
I love American cheese. I’ve eaten cheese from all over the world and enjoyed it, but American cheese is my favorite.
I’ll steam up a big bag of Brussels sprouts and just eat them for a snack. I never have to share, but my husband and kids will sometimes eat one or two at a meal.
I also order chili cheese burritos from Taco Bell all the time.
YES! I’ve seen him like 5 times live and nearly peed myself every time.
Jack in the Box tacos. Yeah, mystery meat paste, american cheeze, orange grease, browning lettuce shreds, not a single thing to like about them, but damn if I don’t find myself craving them here in the midwest where JitB is unknown.