:dubious: :dubious: /i presume you are imagining how it would taste:rolleyes:
Things I like that my wife finds revolting: anchovies on pizza, sardines on crackers, sweet pickles, spam (fried on rye bread–yum!), and peas.
Things my wife likes that I find revolting: coffee, raw cookie dough, tofu, and cauliflower.
Good news: I’ve finally got her eating haggis. I’m just not allowed to warm it in the microwave because it “smells up the house for days.”
Sour Cream. My wife is from China and they’re not big on dairy products where she comes from, but milk and cheese are fine. Sour cream OTOH makes her gag. It doesn’t help that I have a Ukrainian background and just about everything is served with sour cream and fried onions.
Things she eats that disguest me would be anything with a really strong fishy flavor. I like seafood but some of the Chinese dishes she likes taste like what I imagine licking a live fish would taste like.
Menudo.
A concoction of a Lincoln/Omaha pizza chain,Valentino’s , called Bacon Cheeseburger Pizza.
She thinks the skin of turkey or roast chicken all fresh and crispy off the cooling bird is disgusting, too. Go figure.
Things she eats that I find disgusting include:
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Full pound of sugar dumped into spaghetti marinara, aka Spaghettios.
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Boxed- dinner Macaroni and Cheese,any brand( she and my stepkids say that Kraft is better than store brand, but I don’t think so) the smell of which nauseates me.
Make mac and cheese with noodles packaged sometime after the Spanish-American war. Use fresh real cheese, not dried"processed cheese food product".
Put tomato sauce and burger in it and I’ll eat it. The bare straight out of the box crap ain’t food!
Tuna, as in tuna salad. He’d never tried tuna steaks until I made one for him (burned the living shit out of it, too, but he still loved it.) Just can’t stand the canned kind.
On the other hand, he likes collards and tomato juice, and I think both are absolutely revolting. (My Southern heritage can be expressed in cornbread. Things shouldn’t smell like that when you cook them.)
He’s actually pretty adventurous, but if he’s got in his head that he won’t like something he’s not gonna try your version of it. If it’s something he’s never encountered before (Stilton cheese, the soups I make) he’s all gung-ho after expressing a few reservations, but something he “knows” he doesn’t like and he won’t try it even if it’s something I’m pretty sure he’s never had done right.
Almost everyone I know hates bitter gourd…or karela as it is called.
Yep, she’s tried licorice. She doesn’t like it that much, but she had a couple of pieces from the bag I bought as omiyage. The reaction people in the office had was that it was an “interesting” taste. No one asked me for seconds.
I’ve probably mentioned this other places before, but it’s pretty appropriate here. I swear that Japanese people like to play a game that I’ve dubbed “Gross-Out the Gaijin.” Whenever I’ve been to someone’s house for dinner someone will inevitably ask, “Can you eat ____?” with the clear expectation that I can’t. They go through the usual suspects, and only perk up when I mention something that I haven’t tried or that I tried but didn’t like. If there’s something on the list that I haven’t heard of, you can bet they’ll break it out. Sometimes, they even join me in eating it. It’s like they delight in trying to find something that I won’t eat so that they can revel in Being Japanese.
In my early days, I challenged myself to eat stuff just to see if I could. I’ve had grasshoppers (a bit nutty), pickled squid entrails (slimy and salty), water from the inside of a boiled crab (reminiscent of sewage mixed with shrimp), and all kinds of other “delicacies” that even most Japanese won’t eat. The old guy who gave me the grasshoppers said something to the effect that I was pretty hard-core; even he doesn’t like the things. I actually like ume-boshi which apparently makes me a rarity.
I regret that American cooking is deficient in gag-inducing food products. The closest thing we’ve got is Soul Food, and most of that’s not even that bad. Except for okra. Nothing makes that gunk palatable. I’d rather eat Rocky Mountain Oysters than okra. Of course, since okra seems to consist of 3 parts slime to 1 part seeds and pod, the Japanese generally like it. Blegh.
When I was in Japan, a group of us went out to dinner one night. I picked something I really liked from the menu. Jerry, the other American, bragged about how he could eat anything they could eat, and told our Japanese friends to order for him.
They ordered Jerry a wide variety of grotesque dishes, which he forced himself to eat. When he was in the bathroom, I asked one of the Japanese guys if he really enjoyed the stuff they’d ordered for Jerry. His response? “Hell, no. You think we actually eat that crap? We just feed it to arrogant tourists.”
My grandparents lived in Hawaii when I was growing up. Everytime we went to see them, it was a big thing for my family to get sushi (it wasn’t available in Michigan back then). I could never stand it.
Twice since becoming an adult somone has tried that “you should try it, sushi doesn’t have to have raw fish” crap on me and made me try it again. Both times it was vile. Sushi isn’t worth eating period.
Sorry, now as to the OP.
My wife grew up in rural WV with a big hunting family. So naturally she grew up on things like venison, squirrel and chipmunk. Now I’ve never tried squirrel or chipmunk, but I find venison to be disgusting. Her whole family thinks I’m crazy. They assume I just don’t eat it because I’m squimish. (and by the way, I’ve had it “bled properly” and still don’t like it). I won’t even let her cook it unless I’m not going to be home for a long time. It smells like the septic tank has backed up.
However, she wouldn’t even try the calimari I ordered at a seafood restaurant once. She couldn’t get over the idea of eating tenticles.
I dip grill ham and cheese sandwhiches in ketchup which she thinks is disgusting, she puts ketchup on her eggs which grosses me out.
I can’t eat White Castle burgers (their chicken rings are ok), nor anything at Taco Bell except for the rice. These are her favorite fast food places. I like Arby’s which she can’t stand.
and we can’t agree on green beans. I steamed some the other day and left them on too long so they overcooked. She told me they weren’t done enough.
She frequently permeates
Did the “vile” sushi have fish in it? Was it raw? There’s such a huge variety of sushi available that it’s hard to picture not being able to find anything you like. Vegetarian? Cooked fish? Shellfish (cooked or raw)? It’s all available.
Something is definitely grotesquely wrong here. I may be able to taste the difference between vension and beef, but I definitely can’t smell the difference. To me, meat cooking on the grill (or burger frying in a pan) smells basically the same whether it’s from a cow, deer, elk, pronghorn, or bison.
Ooh. That’s gotta be annoying.
I know you asked Odineye, but I can probably answer for him.
It’s all vile. I loath all fish, save clams in clam chowder (and ONLY in clam chowder) and tuna from a can. Fish all tastes…well, like fish. So any piece of sushi that has fish just tastes like fish to me. And, even if it’s a fishless variety, I can still taste the essense of fish from it being prepared on the same counter as the fish and the ingridients being stored with so much fish in close proximety. The closest I have come to liking sushi is a few times I have been able to say,
“Eh, it’s all right.” Nothing I would ever pay money for, but I might eat a piece of two if that’s all there is and I won’t be able to eat anything else for a while.