Cottage cheese mixed with ketchup.
Ice cream sandwiches - vanilla ice cream between two slices of WonderBread (although Millbrook bread had a more Styrofoam-y sturdiness so the ice cream would not drip through as quickly)
Yea!!! Another Nestle Quik eater on board!! Although I prefered it outta the box, straight off the spoon dry.
Celery sticks with peanut butter and Cocoa Krispies
Celery sticks with catsup and Cocoa Krispies
Side note: My sister used to love peanut butter and butter sandwiches. Once when she only took two bites and wouldn’t finish it, my grandmother made me eat the rest because she (gramma) didn’t want to waste food (and she was too full to eat it - suuurrrreee she was…). Blecch! I still hate my grandmother for that (among other things).
I used to eat frozen french fries straight out of the bag. I can’t imagine doing that now. I also liked to eat hot chocolate powder straight out of the pouch. While I had some of the powder in my mouth I’d drink 7-Up with it. My cousin started eating Cocoa Pebbles with Coke instead of milk, after she discovered by accident when she meant to pour milk into the bowl but poured her bottle of Coke, that this made for a tasty combination. Never in a million years would I try this!
Raw (uncooked) rice mixed with beef suet.
Any type of raw pasta.
semolina with a raw egg in it. Or just bread dipped into a raw egg.
Gravey granules & oxo/stock cubes.
frozen fish-fingers.
I’d make custard, let it go cold and covered in skin, then I’d pour that ontop of last nights cold chinese or indian takeaway… works with cold chips and pizza too…
I also used to cut the rind off bacon and eat that raw.
Raw meat in general, especially if I was too pished to cook.
And people wonder why I can’t cook… heh.
I also used to have my special pre-pish-up dinner: spaghetti hoops, scrambled eggs, fish fingers and cheese (all cooked for a change), all mashed up in the same bowl. It looked so foul going down that there was no way I was gonna bring it back up again! 
If you like that you might like cottage cheese mixed with bite-sized hunks of fresh summer tomatoes. That’s my favorite pig-out food during tomato season.
We also ate ketchup sandwiches (sometimes with homemade ketchup) and peanut butter & miracle whip sandwiches. I still have a PB&M now and then.
My mom made these “porcupine meatballs” which, I think, were hamburger meatballs with rice mixed in and some spices that just didn’t work. They were really dry. That and fried liver are the only things I can think of that I really hated.
When my friends and I would “play house” we’d sneak saltine crackers, crush them up and soak them in water to use as pretend baby food and we’d eat a little of it. Ick.
My mom used to work in a butcher shop, so I got accustomed to eating beef tongue. I don’t know how she did it, but when she boiled it, it would come out tasting like corned beef, only not stringy at all.
I’d eat it now, but the few times I tried making my own, I could never reproduce her results, and I can’t exactly ask her how she did it.
I was the pickiest of eaters as a kid, so I didn’t eat too many weird things. However one that sticks out in my mind was I ate steak and pork chop fat…and never the meat itself. Just thinking about eating that now makes me gag.
My sister used to reach into the 'fridge and rake her fingers down a stick of butter and eat it. This went on for months. Sometimes she’d just take it off the butter dish and eat it like a banana. Nauseating to watch, to say the least.
My mother always put butter on her peanut butter sandwiches – and mine; I never could figure out why, other than her apparent theory that if it’s a sandwich, it HAS to have some lubricant on the bread, and even she wouldn’t put her disgusting, nasty Miracle Whip on peanut butter.
My father would make us eat oyster stew when we’d go on vacation, slimy horrible whole oysters cooked in milk with melted butter on top, a stench that cannot be described. I can’t even be in the same room with that horrible stuff today.
The one I used to like was Jello powder straight out of the packet. Tasty AND it turned your tongue fun colors.
Deviled Ham. You know, that canned stuff that had “pork stomach” as one of the ingredients? Yuck.
I used to enjoy taking fingerfulls of raw hamburger and eating them. I would still do it, but I’m scared, honestly.
I also loved and still love raw clams. I have memories of eating them first thing in the morning when I was three. My uncle had gone clamming early and was opening them when I got up and let me have some. I know I was three because it was before he was married.
Two words: Green Magma. If you’re too lazy to click the link, and, hey, who among us hasn’t been at one time or another, here’s a quote from the site:
My mother was, and still is, a health nut. She used to whip up a batch of Green Magma, bee pollen, apple juice and some other stuff for us every morning. There’s nothing quite like starting the day drinking something kelly green, lemme tell ya.
Powdered. Barley. Grass.
My mother used to make Dinty Moore Beef Stew and pour it over buttered egg noodles. Doesn’t really sound too gross, now that I’ve read this thread. I should explain why I look back on that with such disgust and disdain.
I stopped eating it when I opened a can one day and the cats went crazy. I realized that Dinty Moore Beef Stew (as well as Chef Boyardee Ravioli) smells EXACTLY like canned cat food. I’m too frightened of that to even try to read the ingredients on the can and compare that to the ingredients on the cat food. I just stopped eating any sort of canned meat products. (And stopped eating meat altogether shortly after that.)
I was never a big vegetable eater, but the one vegetable I loved was spinach.
Oh, but not just any form of spinach. It had to be canned spinach. Maybe Popeye cartoons left an impression on me.
Blech. Just the thought of eating tinny-tasting canned spinach makes me queasy.
Butter and mustard sandwiches. I think I could still stomach them no problem, they just don’t sound all that appealing. One I couldn’t stomach now, fat. I would ask everyone at the table if they were going to eat the fat from their steak. I thought my father was super cool, since he saved his steak fat for me, it was really the only part I liked. My favorite part of bacon was the fat, too.
Crisco
Brown sugar
Frosting
Not together - just as they were.
Susan
I was another fat-eater. I think it was because it was easier to chew than meat. I would chew beef or pork until it was so dry that I couldn’t even swallow it. I wasn’t a big fan of stringy meat, I guess. And butter, plain. I gag at the thought of it how.
Another gross entree was eat cream of mushroom soup on toast, but I think think that I would still like that now. Same for peanut butter and corn syrup on toast.
I used to like mashed potato sandwiches as a kid. I also used to like to dip potato chips into chocolate ice cream. The salty/sweet combination was delish!
My sister used to dip potato chips in ketchup, on the theory that the chips are nothing more than crunchy french fries.
I know, I KNOW this was done on an episode of “Married With Children,” but I tried this before the show aired, damn it!
A tangwich. When there was absolutely no pb or jelly or butter in the house. Mmmmm…gritty!
Ah yes, the peanut butter, honey and coconut sandwich – peanut butter on the inside, honey and coconut on top. Me weird kid.