Not stuff that you simply dislike the taste of, but foods that bother you even if it’s the person next to you eating them.
My big three are ketchup, peanut butter, and gooey or runny cheese. (To clarify: melted cheese on tomato sauce on a carbohydrate dish like pizza or zitti is okay. Anything else? Yuck).
canned spinach
Any sort of beans, particularly baked beans. The smell is so pungent that I can’t be near it.
Also, the combination of the smell of corn dogs and ketchup somehow irks me greatly as well.
Snails, frog legs, crawdads
Brains, as in Brains and Eggs.
Peas. When I was little and my mom made peas, I couldn’t even carry the hot bowl of them to the dinner table without gagging from the smell. My wife once tried to make me eat them, when I started making retching noises, she made me stop and has never asked me to try them again.
And mayonnaise. Bleah…
Drinkable yogurt type things like Gogurt or whatever.
My husband loves them, but the idea of drinking a thick liquid like that just totally turns my stomach.
Off a spoon? No problem. Just don’t like the drinking thing.
Really? You can’t even bear to sit next to someone eating these? They are so common that I imagine you find yourself feeling squidgy frequently when eating with others. Do you eat with others, come to that? Do you have a narrow list of foods you will eat? Do you think of yourself as a “picky eater?”
I’m just fascinated by people who feel so strongly about common foods that they claim to get woozy even being near them, or who have long, long lists of things they won’t touch.
Bananas. OMG, the stench. And then if they don’t get the peel far, far away from me, I’ll literally gag and insist they throw it away in the kitchen and not in the trash can at their desk (practically the only time I come into contact with bananas is at work…they’re not permitted in my home).
Shrimp. Just looking at those repulsive sea-bugs makes me ill. The idea of a lot of foods are gross, but as long as I don’t have to consume them, that’s fine.
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Eggs. I cannot stand the smell of them, I can barely watch commercials for Egg McMuffins, and I cannot sit by Ivylad while he wolfs down an omelet.
ivylass - I haven’t eaten an egg (not disguised in cookies or brownies or something) in almost 40 years. Not fried, boiled, poach, in egg salad ot anything else. When I was a kid my father would cook breakfast after Mass on Sundays. Eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, OJ. The smell of the cooking eggs made me gag and I’d spend that hour or so sitting outside on the porch with my dog. When everyoe was done I’d come in and have cold toast and bacon.
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Sweet potatoes/ yams. Can’t even smell the things.
Borscht. It’s a disgusting food made even more disgusting. My dad loved the stuff.
Doritos. I know someone who has to have them at every. single. meal. Munch. Munch,Munch, Munch,Munch,Munch…I loathe Doritos and the sound they make when you eat them.
Me too. I like yogurt, but I can’t make myself even try the drinkable kinds.
I don’t want to be near anyone eating the more pungent smelling fish because my stomach revolts when I smell it. Or be around anyone who eats tuna on raisin bread. Okay, so I only know one person who does the latter, but it’s weird!
Oh, I’m an extremely picky eater. Sooner or later I’m going to start a thread asking for help with a healthy diet. But anyway, there are a lot of things I can’t stand.
I think my main thing is texture. I cannot stand so many things, from slimy (like yogurt) to viscous (thick soup, milkshakes) to, well, *organic *(most meat and fish, eggs that aren’t exactly the way I like them). I like things that are bland or smooth, or crunchy- basically, processed carbohydrates. Jst about the only protain I like, texture-wise, is tofu.
As for the foods I mention, it’s not as problematic. I hate the smell of peanut butter, but it isn’t eaten very often in my house, and they don’t sell nut products at the caf at school. Gooey cheese is a visual problem, so when my brothers eat it I just look away. Ketchup is harder- an awful lot of the girls at school like ketchup on their fries, and sometimes they want to sit next to me. But I deal. I try to smell my own food, and to not look at their plates.
There was bacon left? What kind of strange upbringing did you have anyway? 
Tomatoes. I can’t describe how thoroughly they repulse me.
I’m a bit of a picky eater. On a scale of 1 to 10, where (1) eats anything and everything with gusto and (10) subsists on toast and electrolytes, I’m probably an even 5. That is, I’ve got some major, WTF-inducing taste, smell, or texture aversions to common foods, but if I find myself hemming and hawing over a menu in a restaurant (any cuisine), it’s probably because too many choices look delicious, not because they all look disgusting.
That said, I can usually deal with my companions’ food choices. The only exceptions are overripe bananas, runny eggs, and milk. If I can smell your banana from four feet away, I’ll be slightly queasy, and if I have to watch your runny yolks contaminating your plate I’m disgusted in a bodily fluids sense. Milk is an odd case. On cereal, it’s fine, but I can’t stand to watch someone drinking it straight from the glass. <shudder>
None of these, though, are anything compared to pink bubblegum flavor. With the other things, I can usually ignore the disgust and carry on as if nothing was wrong. If someone in the same room is chewing bubblegum, though, I turn into Maladjusted Picky Whiner. In the face of that heady stench of seventeen mystery esters, I’ve got to open a window and sit upwind of the offender lest I start to gag. (Doesn’t work so well on a crowded bus in the middle of winter, though. I believe I spent that afternoon breathing through my mouth and wanting to die :()