…pork chops until I had my mother-in-law’s. They’re deep-fried. Go figure.
…green beans until I had my mother-in-law’s. They’re smothered in bacon bits and butter. Again, go figure.
…salmon until I had T.G.I. Friday’s Jack Daniel’s basted. Then my mom brought us some fresh Alaskan and sealed the deal.
…bleu cheese dressing on anything but hot wings until this weekend. They accidentally brought me bleu cheese instead of ranch on my salad and I LOVE IT!
Sadly, the only healthy thing that I love now and hated then is the salmon.
::sigh::
How about you guys?
Men are from Mars, women are from Venus, dogs are from Pluto.
It wasn’t just a matter of being very picky (which I certainly was) - but I’d almost puke if I tasted any of the 3. Now, I love 'em all (even if they’re all put together!). Tastebuds change as you get older.
Getting a little off topic here for a minute, but I have a humorous story involving liver.
The first time my parents served us liver (I was probably only six or seven at the time), none of us had ever seen or tasted liver before. My father looked us straight in the eye and said “it’s buffalo meat…eat it, it’s good”. This went on about once a week for a couple of months. Mind you, I really didn’t like it, but it was better than doing without (stepmom was big on “if you don’t eat this, you won’t eat for the rest of the night”). Fast forward a couple of months. We are all sitting at the table eating this stuff, when I pipe up “my teacher told me at school that buffaloes (sp?) are an endangered species” or something to that effect. My parents got real quiet for about a minute, then quietly admitted that it was actually liver. The collective gasp of shock from all four kids, followed by the mad dash to the bathroom to vomit, all of the kids punching and kicking each other out of the way to get there first, is a memory that is still vivid in my mind to this day.
Okay, back on topic. I hated all vegetables as a kid (what kid doesn’t?), but now I’ll eat most of them, except for okra, spinach or cabbage. I love broccoli, asparagus, brussel sprouts, peas, carrots, etc.
Shadowfox
“Most people would succeed in small things, if they were not troubled with
great ambitions.”
I used to think that I was allergic to onion rings (just onion rings, not any other form of onion) and would risk death if I ate them.
Now I can’t get enough.
I’ve also developed a fondness for dark chocolate which I hated as a child. Although, now that I think of it, I don’t think I actually ever got the chance to taste it when I was a kid, since the only time I got it was at Halloween (those Hershey Special Dark bars) and my father would promptly “relieve” me of them.
Like NTG, I hated tomatoes as a kid; would pick them out of salads, etc. Though that only applied to raw tomatoes. I think it was because all I ever had were those pink, mealy grocery store kinds. Tomato sauce, ketchup, etc. were fine.
As soon as I tried a real, warm from the sun vine grown tomatoe I was hooked. Now I adore the things. But I still pick out those feeble pink pseudo-tomatoe chunks.
