Wow, you nailed my feelings about raw tomatoes to a T, except that the flavor is kind of overwhelming- if I put one on a hamburger, it ends up a tomatoburger as far as flavor is concerned. Same with tacos, sandwiches, etc… Onions are much the same way with intensity, although I don’t have a problem with the flavor and texture.
My wife gives me a hard time because I like and will eat almost everything else except raw tomatoes.
There are things I don’t prefer, and won’t go out of my way to eat, but she’s not quite understanding that there’s a difference between my non-preference for squash, and my intense dislike of raw tomatoes.
Somebody once (on here perhaps?) referred to raw tomatoes as “disgusting goo bags.” And although I absolutely love them, I can totally see where he’s coming from. Especially if he grew up with home-grown beefsteaks, some of which just keep getting bigger and gooier without necessarily ripening.
ETA: In case you were going to google “goo bags” to find out - Don’t!! Even the search results are NSFW. Blech!
I will pull most of the frosting out of an Oreo and eat the cookie wheels with just a smidge of center on them.
My husband will not eat the ends of crunchy tacos or taquitos. It is the most fascinating and maddening display of control freak-ism I have ever experienced.
I sometimes wonder if food quirks are linked to a type of synesthesia.
I used to think I didn’t like tomatoes. Then I had a home grown tomato. I STILL don’t like supermarket tomatoes, but give me a home grown tomato and a little salt and I’m a very happy woman. Give me some red wine vinegar too, and I’m even happier.
I was super picky as a kid, but I’ve gotten a lot better. I guess being homeless for a couple years will do that to you!
Anyway, I don’t like cooked green peppers. Raw ones are ok, red or yellow or jalapeno peppers are ok, but I feel like cooked green peppers just take over all the rest of the food. If someone gets a pizza with them and I pick em all off, I can still taste them on there somehow.
I’m also not a big fan of mayonnaise because the texture and coldness of it just feels weird.
Black olives look like that black bellybutton chunk that newborns have and smell like a metal bowl of blood. I have zero interest in overcoming my distaste for them.
If I have cherry or grape tomatoes, they have to be cut in half. This is because when I was in the 5th grade or so, I overheard my aunt say that biting into a cherry tomato reminded her of giving head because all the goo shoots down your throat.
On the topic of wooden popsicle sticks leaving splinters, I actually had that happen to me. As a senior in high school, 95-96, I was in the cafeteria, eating a Sundae Crunch bar. After taking the last bite, I did what I always did, close my lips around the stick as I pull it out, to get every last drop of chocolate. Except I felt something pierce my lip. I asked my friend if she could see anything, and she saw a splinter in my lip. So I had to go to the nurse’s office so she could pull it out with tweezers, as I didn’t have anything to use myself. She said in her 30 years of being a school nurse, she had never seen anything like that happen. I guess I’m just special.
As a kid, I hated raisins, just because they were tiny and shriveled, and they just looked gross to me. Now I like them, and if I am using them in baking, I always grab a handful to munch on. I also used to hate celery, simply because the “strings” it left when you bit into it gross me out. I’m still not crazy about celery due to the flavor and the watery texture, although I like it cooked in vegetable soup, or in small slices in chicken salad.
Also, I do not like nuts in baked goods. I will gladly eat a handful of peanuts, almonds, cashews, etc. But if I come across any nuts in a brownie or a soft cookie, I will pick them out. Nuts in a crunchy cookie is okay because it goes with the texture.
My daughter will eat raw raisins by themselves or in granola or something like that. She will also eat them in oatmeal cookies if the cookie is cold.
However, warm cooked raisins are out. She will still eat whatever they are located in (oatmeal, for example), but there will be a small pile of neatly extracted raisins on on her plate when she is done.
I’ve never tasted cat, but have been present where it was being cooked (Dominica). I would never be able to differentiate cat from rabbit from chicken aromatically.
I will try anything once, except things that are still alive while you’re eating them (including that maggot cheese). I tried menudo broth once and it was good but I couldn’t bring myself to take a bite of the stuff.
My quirk is soggy bread. I can’t eat it. It literally makes me gag. I have to rip it off the sandwich or just leave it alone (in the case of french onion soup).
Here I was reading this thread and thinking about how weird you people are and that I have no strange restrictions and will eat anything.Then I read this.
Your daughter is very wise to avoid warm cooked raisins, as they resemble nothing so much as bloated bug carcasses littering the oatmealled plains.
It’s even worse when they appear in stuffing and even worse that that is when they use golden raisins and you don’t see them. Suddenly there is a warm sac of goo where there should be herby-bready goodness and it takes you totally by surprise.
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