No matter how good anyone says it is, no matter how much cultural pressure I’m under, no matter which 5-Michelin-Star chef cooked it, no matter how fresh or exquisite the ingredients are, I will not eat:
Wow. I thought I was the only one. I will try anything once, unless it has bell pepper in it. One slice of bell pepper that falls onto a pizza ruins the whole thing and it is a sure bet that it will end up on my slice.
Chitterlings and insect larvae in Vegimite sauce? Sure I’ll try that, does it have bell peppers?
Anything cabbage-y that’s been cooked. Hated them since I was a child. Brocolli, cauliflower, brussel sprouts need nothing more than a quick blanching to still make me gag. Raw is ok.
Bugs.
Not fond of squid tentacles either, but don’t mind calamari rings,
God help me but I can’t enjoy an olive. I a year and a half working at a french bakery and I ate an olive almost every day (green, black, kalamata, you name it) but I couldn’t bring my palate around to them. They poison anything they’re cooked in. That salty briny flavor just kills me.