The Anti Comfort Food Thread

Inspired somewhat by Chefguy’s thread, I ask…what are foods that trigger straight up nausea/vomiting or shuddering fear…NOT because they are necessarily bad foods, but because at one time you ate them and a) got sick b) ate way too much and got sick or c) got food poisoning from it or some combo of the above?

I had a horrid nightmare, antifreeze colored puke flu this week and the last thing I ate before it hit was…oh man, I’m getting a little oogy. Kraft Macaroni and Cheese. Now, this is a childhood favorite of mine from way back. It was on sale so I bought a bunch of boxes and ate one Tuesday night. hoo boy. It came back, hard.

And now, even the mention of mac and cheese triggers a mucusy swelling of the throat. And I’m afraid it won’t ever go away, because for the same reason, I haven’t eaten Old El Paso frozen burritos for over fifteen years.

What’s your unexpected gross out food?

Bailey’s Irish Cream. ::shudder:: it’s been 24 years and I still can’t smell it let alone drink the foul stuff.

Strawberry flavoured anything. I had the beginnings of the flu once, but went over to my friend’s house anyway. Her mother gave us milk with Strawberry Quik in it. I barfed spectacularly pink everywhere. Since then, no way, and it’s been 28 years.

Fresh strawberries, and frozen, I’m okay with. Even strawberry scented anything - lip gloss, shampoo, fake-ass flowers - will make me queasy.

Old Crow bourbon, related to a theft/alcohol poisoning/busted-by-the-cops event as a teenager. The smell of it makes my gorge rise these 40 years hence.

Anything with beets.

The smell of cooking canned spinach; it smells like animal droppings to me.

Most Portuguese food, especially a dish called “cozido” and most bacalhao dishes.

I dislike Jell-O. I used to like it well enough but I remember reading about gelatin actually being animal cartilage. It was a neat fact to an eight year old and it didn’t bother me that I remember but for some reason, I’ve never had an appetite for it since even though I have no problem with chewing on real cartilage if I’m eating chicken.

Similarly, I used to love what I can only describe as liquid sausage. It came in a can and my stepmom used to make it for my dad all the time and I’d help him eat it when I stayed over on the weekends while growing up. They stopped eating it after a while though and I hadn’t had it for years when I happened to spy some in the grocery store. I asked my mom to buy it and then I tried making it, not succeeding very well, but liking the result well enough to eat it until I happened to look at its ingredient list and saw that it was 99% offal. I threw it away and haven’t had any since.

I love sausages though. And braunschweiger too. Go figure.

Garlic straight up, or cilantro.

I once had a salsa incident. It was ugly.

Rice, but more specifically rice and teriyaki sauce.

Yes, I will not eat rice in any form to this day from a childhood memory of a bowl of rice and teriyaki sauce that preceeded a major migraine and the works. Hopefully, I’ll get over it, because I really can’t eat too many Asian dishes.

Lobster. I absolutely loved it until I was about 9 or 10, when I became awfully sick one time after eating it. Haven’t been able to touch the stuff since.

Apple pie…got sick after eating it once when I was a kid. I think I was coming down with the flu, but the association is still there. Took me years before I could even sit at the same table with someone who was eating it.

Tea…I used to drink tea when I had a cold, and now just the smell of it makes me feel a bit sick. Ugh.

The small greeny yellow sweet apples that from the appletree at my childhood home, ate one once just before a bout of gastric flu and could never stand another one after. Used to drive my Mum nuts. Tapioca pudding that wasn’t made from flakes but had these big fish eye looking lumps in it, my Aunt tried to give me this one time when Mum was in hospital and it gives me the shudders to even think about it.

Popcorn shrimp.

As a kid totally captivated by Popeye, I used to eat canned spinach, cold, straight from the can. Until one day when I was about 10, and I got abnormally long, tough piece and choked on it - I can still remember the feeling of having something MOVE in my throat as my mom pulled the spinach out of my mouth.

Indygrrl, I had a guacamole incident that put me off cilantro forever. Fortunately, it wasn’t the avocado, because I love avocado.

I came down with stomach flu an hour or so after the last time I ate a sandwich with Miracle Whip on it, and now I can’t even stand the smell of it. Neither of my children nor I can eat Kraft Macaroni and Cheese either, because the last box we had was infested with little mealworms. Unfortunately, no one noticed them until after we’d started eating.

My pre-flu thing was salmon salad. It was in grade 4. I haven’t had it since.

I also got sick of milk chocolate one Easter when I was a kid and I still can’t stand it. If I get a chocolate chip cookie and it has milk chocolate chips, I won’t even finish it. It puts me off.

I love dark chocolate though.

Zyada and I were in the store a couple of days ago when I made the mistake of looking at a package of chorizo sausage. The first ingredient on the list was “Pork salivary glands.” (Isn’t that something to drool over? :rolleyes:) Luckily we found another source for chorizo with just “Pork” as the first ingredient.

I don’t recall any specific trauma, but I can’t even smell the faintest whiff of canteloupe without my stomach starting to turn. It’s been that way as long as I can remember.

I have a sick-food-by-proxy story.

My husband came down with some kind of hellacious stomach flu. I ended up rubbing his back while heaved his guts out, cleaning up a lot of puke and some diarrhea and eventually taking him to acute care because he was getting too weak with lack of sleep, dehydration and general exhaustion to get to the bathroom, and I was worried that he was going to fall and crack his head on the toilet or something.

Anyway, the evening before he too sick, he had pizza from this one Italian carryout place. (Not me! Him!) They have this awesome deep dish pizza that we thought was just divine. Not surprisingly, he hasn’t ordered from them since. And as for myself, their tomato sauce now smells like vomit to me.

Cauliflower, beets, olives, raisins and sultanas.

Swordfish steaks. Kill me now.

It was one of those “you’re going to sit there until you finish that” horrors from childhood. I didn’t, either. :stuck_out_tongue:

Nutter Butter cookies. I had some bad ones and was sick for a wek puking and missing school when I was ~5 or so. I’m talking liquid diet only. As soon as I could get solid food down what do I ask for?

Yep.
Another week of puking and to this day crunchy/squishy mixed texture peanut butter cookies will make me shudder violently if I get one by accident.