Disgusting Stuff At My House and Yours

[mrissa]

markgritter made Soup That Smells Nasty for lunch today. It had been ages since he'd last made it, and I was okay with that, but now the weather is inching towards fall, which means more STSN for the foreseeable future.

Tonight I'm making asparagus (roasted, with garlic, mmmmmm) because C.J. will not be here for dinner. If he was here every single night, I'd get to the point where I said, "Well, tough; the rest of us like asparagus, so you can dig carrots out of the veggie bin or frozen peas out of the freezer or make yourself a salad or whatever." (Anyone who doesn't get their RDA of fruit and veggies in this house is a total hoser and not even trying.) But he doesn't eat here every night, so it's easy enough to make sure asparagus is around when he isn't.

The problem with STSN is that it doesn't actually make me ill, so I don't feel it would be reasonable to ask him not to make it. There are things I will ask him and timprov not to make because the smell of it will put me off food for days. timprov also has a few quirky ones -- my poached pears in white wine, for example, will put him off food indefinitely. (He likes pears. He likes white wine. He likes the spices I put in it. It's just the combination heated on the stove that's problematic.) But we all gross each other out from time to time, just not enough to put in anti-requests.

If you live with people, what do your housemates make that grosses you out? Is it bad enough for you to ask them to eat it when you're not home, or is it just something you flee from personally? If you live on your own (or with people, why not), was there something your parents ate that was truly vile? (seagrit: there is a limit on how many characters can go into these posts, so just pick a few Dave Favorites. :) ) And what about school cafeterias (college or before): what really grossed you out there? The very thought of my grade school's canned peas is enough to make me glad I've already lunched. What's the worst stuff in your food world?

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[wilfulcait.livejournal.com]

J is a "picky eater," defined as someone who doesn't like what the cook likes. The things he likes that I don't like are beets, in every form; crunchy green beans; eggs; floppy bacon, the floppier the better; and Kraft dinner. The only thing he really cooks is Kraft dinner, and then he only does it when I'm not home (because if I'm home, either I cook, or we go out or order in).

K will eat all kinds of food. The only thing she like that grosses me out is fried eggs, sunny-side up; she sometimes cooks those when I'm gone, because the smell of egg protein frying makes me turn green.

My mother used to make fried liver and onions and I couldn't stand the smell. Now I don't mind it, but I won't eat it; there's still something about the texture (and the fact that it seems impossible to salt it enough) that turns me off. On the other hand I have learned to like braunschwiger, especially with green onions and cheese.

Of the people in my house, though, I'm the one most like to cook stuff that nobody else wants to smell or eat, starting with the baked yam I had with dinner last night, and progressing through all kinds of seafood. If K doesn't like something, she'll just decline to eat it, but J is sensitive to the smells, and so I don't cook seafood when he's in the house.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

My grandma was horrified that I'd never had liver and onions when I came to stay with her when I was 8. So she made some. I had two bites and made myself a pb sandwich. When I talked to my mom that night, she said, "How's it going?"
Me: "Oh....ummmmm......fine...."
Mom, with the Mommy radar going off: "What is it?"
Me: "Grandma made liver and onions for dinner."
Mom, grimly: "Put your grandmother on the phone, please."

Until I was talking to dd_b last week, it didn't occur to me that anybody would like green beans and not like them crunchy. I've been known to eat them raw.

[wilfulcait.livejournal.com]

I make them southern style, which involves putting them in water with some sort of seasoned pork and then cooking them until all the water is pretty much gone. I can't stand the smell of them when they are first cooking.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

For a minute I thought you meant that you boiled the liver and onions.