I also am able to smell barely spoiled meat. Sometimes, I can’t eat meat that’s just fine to everybody else’s palate and nose. I’ve had delightful aged steaks at reputable steakhouses, but I sent back an “aged” steak at Ponderosa because it smelled and tasted past its prime. Sometimes, it costs me money, because I’ll throw out meat that smells okay to my wife. And if a vacuum sealed packet of lunch meat gets inflated…whoo! I don’t even open it.
I don’t shop at Wal*Mart, for other reasons, so I can’t speak to their meat issues. However, when I buy ground beef, I go to a small grocery where they grind their own beef. If it comes in a vac-pac from some mega-packer, I’m not interested. The big E. Coli recalls don’t happen to small stores, they happen to mega-packers. I won’t name names; do your own research.
I had that same thing, as a child, but not so much anymore. At school, I’d take milk to the evil, child eating, “lunch lady” She’d pour a little into a spoon, make a comment about how “filthy” children were, stick her tongue into it, and pronounce it “fine.” I would then have to “spill” it so as not to have to drink it.
No, this has been going on as long as I can remember, it’s not just a recent thing.
No, I know it’s not an additive because it doesn’t happen consistently.
I’m gratified that a few others have had a similar experience. I remember now that the milk in those little cartons that they gave you in school lunches tasted spoiled too back in the day. I don’t drink much milk nowadays because it seems to always go a little bad before I finish it.
I’d be interested to know if the “spoilage” I’m tasting is within health department limits for safety. I’d also love to know what chemical it is that I’m tasting.
I justy spent the night on the throne because I kept eating some meat that tasted a bit off. I love meat. I love aged steaks. I know better than to eat food that tastes off but I do anyhow and I usually get away with it. Not this time. But that metalic taste is what I sense when I do think it is off.
I too can smell milk that is just starting to go bad. Have to put a lot of sugar in the ceral then
Just be glad you can taste it, you’ll prolly out live us all.
I have the same problem! It runs in my family. Meat has a strong taste. I cannot eat it but everyone else is wolfing it down. I know people think I am crazy but it tastes bad to me and I will not eat it.
It’s mostly ground beef from fast food restaurants that don’t do a lot of business. I’ve had strong tasting chicken and strong tasting steak. I believe it’s a gene that is responsible for it. The people eating the meat that tastes awful to me don’t get sick after eating it.
I just can’t eat it. Maybe they’ll have a job for me at the airport, smarty-pants.
Aged beef tastes totally rotten to me. It’s an absolute no. I think you have helped me here. I now think I have an aversion to meat going even a tiny bit bad.
It’s the only thing that makes sense. How in the world can anyone eat aged beef? If they tasted what I tasted they would not be able to eat it. I bought some ground beef that had today’s expiration date on it. I brought it home and cooked some for tacos and suddenly it started smelling awful to me. I’m going to return it to the store. It kinda smells like a stinky wet dog. I love dogs
I can pick up the odor of rancid fat more readily than other people. It’s annoying, I’d rather I didn’t. That smell my linger on the outside of perfectly good meat to cook but I get turned off by the odor and toss it.
I’ve heard somewhere that many of the good or bad qualities we associate with particular odors form very early on in life due to circumstances when first encountered. This is supposed to explain cultural differences in acceptance of strongly flavored foods.
But to keep in the spirit of factual questions, I also have a bit more sensitivity to the smell of meat and dairy starting to go bad than most people. I’m usually the one tasked to “sniff test” in our kitchen.
Ok, that makes sense. Kind of the direction my mind went but less ‘rapey’. Southern Comfort had a reputation as a way to take advantage of young inexperienced women. Puking is better in comparison to some outcomes.
Yeah, I actually heard those stories in my teens. Others had similar experiences with ouzo, which makes me think that, in both cases, the friends had raided their parents’ liquor cabinets.
