Oh Lawd! MRE’s… no wonder troops are chronically constipated: they are mostly fat and v little else.
Beans… any way cooked or raw
Those are actually the canned precursors to MRE’s. I ate a lot of them in the Scouts.
Naw, Velveeta is more like American Cheese. It doesn’t count. There’s too much actual cheese in it. Same with spray cheese. This fake cheese is more like that fat-free half-and-half. It’s milk and other ingredients made to not taste at all like cheese.
And sorry to Lukeinva, who raised mozzarella to fake cheese. “No flavor,” as you put it, is well superior to fake cheese flavor. Although it is interesting that the only time I’ve ever liked fake cheese was when it was all I had for a fake pizza (made on corn tortilla instead of pizza dough). The sauce and grease from the pepperoni seemed to overwhelm the sawdust-and-plastic flavor.
Mean Old Lady, why are people ruining your thread by just mentioning foods they don’t like? I’m sick of all this “beans” and “licorice” and “okra” hate. Yeah, we get it, you don’t like it. But you obviously understand that other people do, right? And you disagree, that’s fine. But that’s not what this thread is about.
For example, I hate oysters and I think they are about the most vile thing anyone on this planet willingly puts into his or (only sometimes it seems) her mouth, but I do recognize that other people like them, so I didn’t bring it up.
Also, Mean Old Lady, since when are you not crazy? 
I recently acquired an old copy of Prosper Montagne’s Larousse Gastronomique, a weighty tome that gives instructions for preparing such delicacies as cock’s comb, sheep spleen and pork anus. (I am not making this up.) And that’s just in the section on offal. I will not mention the unmentionable things they do with vegetables.
SS
There’s actual cheese in spray can cheese? Like, that aerosol spray can cheese? Cite? :dubious:
Because they hate freedom.
A lot of cracking wise out of someone who has voluntarily eaten fat free sour cream. 
If you like tripes, you’re an affront to the Dope. You should be BANNED.
Guilty as charged.
Although I haven’t quite developed a taste for chitterlings (chitlins) yet. They really do make your house smell like a barn when cooking, no matter how much you scrubbed and cleaned your “pre-cleaned” chitlins.
Ewwww. You have to pull out the membrane. You didn’t eat that did you?!?
The brand I bought, Moo & Oink (no longer in existence. ETA: Apparently, the brand name does still exist, but the grocery stores are gone), had all the fat and membrane removed.
Only if you agree to pay for it. My religion forbids me from paying for fake “food” that should not exist.
Okra, on the other hand. I always regarded it as too slimy to eat, until an Indian acquantance gave me a wonderful recipe for “dry” curried okra. Like this, except without the onion. Comes out almost crunchy and it’s now a staple chez chiroptera.
Also I like those little gas-station Hostess donuts, both the powdered and chocolate-covered. Yum!!
I don’t understand why this can be so very bad.
Imagine my suprise when I googled this and found out that “Ham and Motherfuckers” has been mentioned on the board before.
Kimchi and I’m Korean.
I’ve been on something of a pickled okra kick lately.
I first had them when friend used one to garnish a Bloody Mary.
They’re like a dill pickle with a hairy surface and a bunch of fun little seeds in a slightly woody pod.
Who’s hungry?!
Balut is on my bucket list. I saw it at a local mass market grocery (by which I mean not Asian) but they were removed to make way for an Easter display before I could buy some and I haven’t seen them since.
I’ve had fat-free sour cream. It’s as bad as it sounds. “reduced-fat” SC is acceptable, but if you get the fat-free by mistake… woe unto you.
My contibution: Schav!
It sits next to the borscht in the store, and while I’ve seen people buy borscht, and in fact, my grandfather loved the stuff. I have never ever seen a jar of schav move off the shelf. Anyone care to defend it?
Love this thread. I consider it to be my Christmas present from Mean Old Lady.
Paul Lukas blogs for ESPN about sports uniforms, but his first gig was Inconspicuous Consumption, a column he wrote about eating shit like chicken in a can or the cheeseburger. I discovered this about a decade ago and I love to return to it.
Ever wonder what green ketchup tastes like? Go here and find out.
When I was a kid, there was a candy we ALWAYS got in our Easter baskets.
I loved the chocolate bunny, I adored the spice jellybeans, and the robin’s egg maltballs were wonderful.
But there were ALWAYS these big eggs, almost the size of a real egg, in the typical Gawd-awful colors. The turquoise ones seemed predominant.
It was a thick candy shell, and the centers were…well…I guess the best description would be “dried icing.”
Revolting.
Years later, I remember telling my mother, “I HATED those damned big eggs! I always threw them away!”
Momma said, “Oh, I thought you kids liked them.”
I gave her the deadpan look.
Then she said, “Well, I liked them…”
BLEAH!
(note to everyone: please send me the crack donuts and fruitcake)
~VOW