This is my first post here, and i apologize if this breaks forum eating a cat, as I didn’t see any kind of introductions area.
I love tomatoes. I love them, I love them, I love them, cooker or raw.
However, in my neck of the woods, my local grocery store is selling them at four dollars a pound.
But you know what?
Nobody in the world actually says to mah toes. It is always to may toes. So that famous line is actually in error.
I like almost anything tomato-flavored. Soup, ketchup, sauce, etc. Tomatoes well-cooked into a dish are often okay.
Don’t like raw tomatoes at all, not the big ones they slice into a sandwich, not the little ones in a salad.
First of all, most of them have no flavor at all. Second, they tend to destroy the structural integrity of a sandwich.
But most of all I hate the texture, from the plasticky skin. To the snotty interior. To the ugly seeds. Revolting.
Tomato sauce, juice, paste, ketchup, soup, all good!
Actual tomatoes? Ick! The texture and the sliminess do me in.
I don’t particularly care for tomatoes either, and have to be in the mood for tomato-based foods, which doesn’t happen all that often. So, obviously, I don’t completely hate them, but they are rarely something I absolutely must have.
Most of my kids don’t care for them either, except on rare occasions or in specific forms (such as a ketchup condiment). Maybe the semi-aversion is genetic? Relatedly, maybe it’s a function of Northern European ancestry?
To further add to the dissonance, I grow tomatoes every year; at least 2 or 3 varieties. I keep hoping to like them. And, I do like them for a little while. I’ll have the obligatory summer tomato sandwich a few times, which I actually crave occasionally during the summer, but that gets old fast. Then I let the woodchucks have their way with the tomatoes. 
What I don’t grok is why processed foods, such as beef-based frozen meals, always contain tomato products. What a waste of good beef (or maybe not so good beef)! I don’t care for beef-based soups or stews that contain tomatoes or tomato sauce, whether they are homemade or pre-processed. Actually, I don’t care for any type of stew or soup that contains tomato products.
Weird. Ultimately, though, I’m definitely in the “could live without them” camp, but they are ok on infrequent occasions.
My roommate hates tomatoes and all its derivatives. He orders what he calls a “white pizza” now and then, but I say it’s just “cheesy bread”.
If you had posted this even just a few years ago, I would have been right there with you, at least as far as sliced raw tomatoes go. I would always order my sandwiches, burgers and salads because I hated their gross, jelly insides. Diced up in salsa o cooked, fine. Not raw. Then something clicked and I found I can tolerate them. It was very weird and seemed to happen kind of suddenly. I don’t love tomatoes, but at least I can eat them now.
As a child, I hated raw tomatoes with a passion. I wouldn’t even eat a burger or sandwich with its tomato slice removed—figuring there had to be some remaining tomato mucus.
I always liked ketchup, tomato sauce, tomato paste, tomato puree, etc. I drew the line right about stewed tomatoes—too much like a raw tomato for my liking.
I still don’t like raw tomatoes, but I’m not as passionate about it. I’ve learned to love salsa and I put diced tomatoes and sometimes stewed tomatoes in my chili. If I’m feeling jiggy, I may even pop a cherry tomato into my mouth, as long as it’s covered in salad dressing.
The OP reminded me I had a green tomato in the kitchen. So, I just now sliced it up, dredged the slices in flour and panko, sprinkled on a little olive oil and fried them up in my air fryer. I plated them and drizzled with remoulade sauce. Now I going to eat them!
*Mmm…
…ewww… I think the remoulade went bad.* :mad: (he looks like Mr.Tomato Head)
My mother never understood my hatred of raw tomatoes, figuring I was just a picky eater. Until the last time she required me to eat a cherry tomato at the dinner table. She never tried again.
I threw up all over my plate.
I love tomatoes, but they need to be super thin on a sandwich. They add something, but I don’t want the crunch.
I can deal with tomato sauce or ketchup, but don’t like chunks of tomato, cooked or raw.