If I eat a hamburger patty on a plate, not as a sandwich, I like it best with ketchup or ketchup mixed with A1, as a kind of dip sauce.
If I eat a hamburger patty on a bun, with lettuce and pickles and cheese and onion, it must have mayo or mustard or thousand island or mayo and mustard or nothing. If it has ketchup, it’s disgusting and I probably can’t eat it at all.
I have no clue why this is, it’s just true.
Enjoy bananas. Hate banana flavored things or things with bananas as an ingredient. It’s fresh and slightly underripe and all alone, or not at all. No bread, muffins, pie, ice cream splits, nuthin. (except smoothies)
Reese’s, especially when very fresh, are candy nirvana. There’s just nothing else better.
I like pickles and will happily eat a pickle spear served on a plate, or pickle chips out of the jar. But a pickle on a burger? Ughch. All pickle chips have to come off of the burger, and then they stay on my plate uneaten. One bite of my burger with pickle in it, if I missed one, totally grosses me out.
I like coffee but not coffee-flavored things.
Ketchup, tomatoe sauce, stewed tomatoes, tomato paste, sundried tomatoes: yum
raw tomotoes: foul, slimy things (no matter who’s garden they come from, or how fresh they are)
Oooh, I’m the opposite. Pickles on burgers are wonderful things, but NO PICKLES EVER by themselves. Too much vinegar flavor, which I can’t stand. But on a burger, it’s the right balance of salty and tart with the meaty burger and the sweet-salty ketchup.
I sort of see the connection with the brain comment, and yeah, worms do sort of freak me the hell out, but I can’t help saying that it has nothing to do with that, it’s more that for some reason I’ve come to think they taste different, which I’m well aware they do not…
Oh the things that keep me up at night. This is wonderful, we’re all absolutely bonkers…or just very uppity.
If my hot dog is in a bun, it must have mustard. If it’s cut up on a plate, then ketchup only.
i love, love, love coffee.
I will pour myself a big mug of coffee and drink it all day - even after it has gone cold and formed the line around the inside of the cup (as long as it’s the same day).
I can’t stand iced coffee.
And yet, I also love coffee coolattas.
Go figure.
Oh my god…did you see my post about hamburgers?
What IS that?
I like pasta and I like cheese, but I do not like macaroni and cheese.
I like chocolate, but I don’t like fudge…too sweet.
I’ll eat broccoli and cauliflower raw, but not cooked.
I know!
I can handle maybe a liiiiitle ketchup on a hamburger when it’s on a bun, but without the bread like just the patty or meatloaf then I don’t mind at all. How weird! Maybe it’s something to do with the bread. Actually, just the thought of ketchup soaked bread squicks me out so that may be it.
As a kid, I read somewhere that cannibals compare the taste and texture of human flesh as similar to veal. I haven’t touched veal since. My family makes fun of me about it. Sometimes if I go my parents for dinner and my mom makes meatballs for example, she’ll non chalantly mention that she added veal to the meat mixture while looking at me sideways for a reaction. Of course my eyes widen in horror and then they laugh and laugh. Of course there are other reason why people prefer not to eat veal, but I just can’t eat it without thinking I’m eating…well a person.
Perhaps you are! O.o
Ever since I was a kid, I have never been able to eat the last bite of a banana. You know, the end that has the point and is attached to the bottom of the peel? Yeah, I can’t eat it; I have no idea why. I’ve actually tried to force myself to eat it to see what would happen, and it just felt…wrong.
I remember hot lunch at school one day (probably about 3rd grade or so) was pasta and sauce. When I got the pasta it was the first time I’d ever seen tortellini. For some reason, immediately (like, as they were putting it on my plate) I decided it looked like ears. To this day, I still refuse to eat it. Still looks like a pile of ears and it absolutely disgusts me.
This sounds like a Gallagher skit, but here goes.
Ketchup on scrambled eggs…fried eggs salt pepper…hard boiled salt…soft boiled plain with buttered toast.
Mustard on hashbrowns…Vinegar on them home fry cubes…ketchup on Mcdonalds fries…Mayo on fresh baked steak fries…sour cream butter n chives on baked potato.
Salt in Grapefruit juice…sugar on Grapefruit half.
Cream and sugar in hot coffee…milk and no sugar in ice coffee…whipped cream in expresso.
Milk and sugar in regular hot tea…lemon and honey in earl grey and chammomille…lemon and sugar in iced tea.
Sugar in Cream o wheat…Brown sugar in oat meal…butter in grits.
…and that’s just Breakfast stuff. :rolleyes:
I must be one of the few people who find coffee in all forms to be the most awful idea. Even the smell. To wake up and smell the coffee is to puke. The attraction of this beverage is one of those things I just do not get.
Looooooooove the smell of coffee beans, Liiiiiiiike the smell of brewing coffee. But the stuff tastes like boiled poo. And I’ve given it a fair shot too. Tried several different kinds, tried cream, tried sugar, never been able to get more then a sip or two down without tossing it.
Looks like I’ve got some coffee weirdness going on, too.
I like sugary junk food coffee confections (super-sweet cappuccino, frappuccino, anything that’s covered in whipped cream and supersaturated with enough sugar to make me forget that milk is icky*) or black coffee. Nothing in between. It’s as if a touch of cream or sugar primes me to expect dessert but leaves me disappointed, with the added insult of making me think “Eww… milk… do not want!” whereas plain black coffee is just that. Coffee. Enjoyable on its own terms and Something Completely Different.
Hangup number two: milk is nasty in almost* any situation, but all other dairy products are proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy. Not sure why.
**Hangup number three: the milk on my cereal is completely innocent and edible until approximately 92% of the cereal is gone, whereupon the whole bowl of milk and soggy cereal dregs becomes toxic waste. Apparently some people actually drink the stuff afterward. shudder