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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[wshaffer.livejournal.com]

I can't stand most kinds of melon, except for a nice fresh slice of watermelon on a hot day. I particularly hate canteloupe, though I keep trying to eat it now and then, because it always looks to me like it *ought* to be delicious. Daniel loves the stuff, which is actually nice, because if I get served some in a fruit salad someplace, he can be relied upon to instantly pick out all the nasty melon bits. Though if the fruit salad is not very fresh, the other stuff will have melon-cooties all over it and not be edible anyway.

An old roomate of mine was totally squicked when I cooked okra, which he referred to as "the snot vegetable." I had to double-scrub every pot, plate, and utensil that touched the okra, lest there be minute traces of "vegetable snot" left behind.

Roasted dried squid actually sounds yummy. I wonder if the local Asian market carries it...