I’m picky but sometimes I prefer the lesser kinds. Kitkats and Milky Ways are among my favorites. But so are Cadbury and Ferraro Rocher. I do hate Hershey’s though (candy chocolate my ass!).
I’m also really deadset against dark chocolate. I’m such a philistine!
Oh, I’d count that in the “decent” category. I was trying to leave out stuff like those nasty cheap chocolate easter bunnies.
Oh finally I can say what I’ve been dying to scream for years, every time the Miracle Whip vs. Mayo Wars begin.
I PREFER KROGER BRAND “SALAD DRESSING.” Yes, it is the store brand Miracle Whip. It makes an awesome pasta salad. I don’t care who knows it! I sing it from the rooftops! I like something better than EITHER mayonnaise OR Miracle Whip!
That said, I do enjoy mayo as well. I buy it for sandwiches. But for cold pasta, it’s Kroger all the way, baby!
Beer
I dont give a damn what brand it is,I’m gonna drink it.
Audio, which is partially why I don’t get the hubbub over the new Beatles boxed sets.
I will admit, I prefer listening to vinyl, but that has more to do with the warmth of the sound than any sort of remastering or other tricks done with the music itself.
I find you generally need thousands of dollars of audio equipment to really notice any discernible difference in sound quality between one CD or mp3 and another.
Me, well I listen to music mainly on my computer with its tiny speakers and a 10-year-old boombox.
Antique electric guitars. I used to own a 60s Stratocaster, and a 1957 Les Paul Jr.
Felt good, but still can’t tell the sound diff between them and some cheap knock off, except I believe that the newer knock offs are better, and more versatile.
Cilantro. It’s either “Oh, I love it!” or “Are you nuts? It tastes like soap!”
Me, I can taste the soapiness, and I don’t like it, but I don’t really care. I often eat stuff with cilantro in it, although I would probably have liked it better without. Whatever.
That’s weird, I’ve never associated cilantro with soap.
I am not picky about food in general. There are a handful of foods I dislike and won’t eat, but other than that, I really don’t care whether we go out for sandwiches or a steak.* People who ask the server a million questions about the menu make me scratch my head. ‘‘Is your cottage cheese runny?’’ To me it’s just food.
*I admit this has changed a bit since I started eating nutritiously. My diet is pretty restrictive, but it’s not because I’m picky, it’s to treat an illness, and I certainly don’t make it anyone else’s problem. I have yet to attend a restaurant or something where there wasn’t something good I could have.
Furniture and decorating. I’ve had friends mock me for not replacing my furniture. Whatever. I have no debt and retirement funds.
I’m not saying I don’t understand the appeal (I like design), but I feel enormously guilty spending the money. I turned 30 this year, which in yuppie circles is the deadline to turn your home into a Pottery Barn or Crate and Barrel abortion.
Oh, and “updated contemporary” furniture.
I bet you’ve never had Vernor’s.
This isn’t so much a brand thing, but my boyfriend’s two daughters are very picky eaters. They’ve gotten better as I’ve been around but they used to go absolutely nuts about golden delicious vs. red delicious. Had to have the red apples or nuthin’. Golden apples weren’t even fit for dippin’. Once the tears cleared, they’d look over at my son who had meanwhile eaten his entire apple and was watching them, astonished. Used to bug the stew out of me
For me - cars. I’ve driven an SUV for 12 years, its time is almost up, and I’m continually asked what kind of car I’m going to get to replace it. I don’t know. I don’t know! All cars look the same to me , I can’t tell one from the other. I don’t know the merits of one over another. If it gets good gas mileage and has all-wheel drive and I can safely drive it in the winter, that’s all I want. I’ve heard good things about Subaru Forresters, so probably that.
I live with a Brand Name Only freak. HAS to have particular flavors of toothpaste, mouthwash, deodorant, aspirins, vitamins, cookies, bread, crackers, cheese, chips. No substitutions allowed whatsoever. It HAS to be Jif, it HAS to be Little Debbie Fudge Rounds, or nothing at all. Pain in the ass to deal with, but I’ll play along. I always look forward to , and laugh about, the inevitable time something is no longer made. The great Bic Yellow Single Blade disposable shaving razors debacle still resonates in our household.
Vernor’s! Ye Gods! I thought I was the only one. I lived outside of Detroit as a kid and when I tasted it first at the tender age of five I knew that this was something holy. That spicy gingery heat mellowed with a touch of vanilla. I weep.
I have a strong preference not do drink anything with the word “golden” in the name, actually.
No. Where would I find it? My local grocer’s?
If that fails, you can try here: http://www.thevernorsstore.com/
Sweet, thanks.
Not to hijack, but I’ve been waiting patiently for years to hear someone explain this “warmth” of vinyl. Is it the slight poppery you get from a physical medium? (And no, I’m only being half-a-wiseass – I am curious because its always phrased as “warm”).
And I’m not a philistine, either, I can appreciate all sorts of recording formats. 
I have no preference for which way the toilet paper hangs, or whether or not you remove your shoes upon entering my home.
Amen. Unless, of course it is winter, and you have boots full of snow slush and crap. But in cold climates everyone removes snowboots.
As for the rest… whatever makes YOU comfortable.
I thought of another one. Brands of makeup. I buy some stuff to keep my face less shiny, and some form of lipstick. Thats about all I wear, and I tend to buy whatever has the shade that fits my pale yet pink complexion, and doesnt make me look orange.