Oh, how could I have forgotten egg nog!! Absolutely the worst, Aesiron. Once, I must have been about six, my mother offered my what she claimed was a milk shake around Christmas time. Something in her behavior made me mistrust her, but I was little and in the end she won me over.
It wasn’t a milkshake. It was egg nog. I juiced it all up in the sink, much to the amusment of the relatives who were in on it. (I have a strange family). Ever since then, just seeing, smelling or discussing it at length makes me want to retch. Can’t believe I forgot. Thanks for reminding me…I think. :):
There’s lots of things I despise, few things that make me want to hurl.
I really don’t like: peppers, mushrooms, strong cheeses (especially blue), lima beans, coconut, mustard, anything that comes from the ocean and is not a plant, etc. etc.
And then there’s a few things that I just cannot put down: raw meat (fish, beef, anything - when I order a hamburger, I am not happy unless it is brown all the way through, no pink!), mussels (I was convinced to eat one once and I could feel its parts as I was chewing it shiver - probably my #1 vomit food), things with heads on them still, runny eggs (take to ordering your scrambled eggs “slightly brown”, that tends to work), and anything in the genre of mayo/ranch/sour cream/cream cheese, etc.
And tapioca has a horrendous texture - tastes ok, but the texture is bad enough to make me avoid the stuff.
