What’s a food that you absolutely-under-whatever-circumstance cannot stand?
In my recent discovery of my passion for food-writing (because let’s face it, my passion for food in general has always been known), I’ve gotten to reap some pretty amazing benefits. One such benefit has been getting to taste an incredible variety of different foods and beverages while wearing a press pass. Thank you Taste Terminal! I’ve gotten good feedback from family, friends and other bloggers. Getting to answer How’s it going? How’s the food? Have you gained any weight from it? with a Heck yes, I’ve gained weight… and it’s AMAZING has been pretty great. However, one question that still bothers me is, What’s the least favorite thing you’ve ever eaten?
How can I answer that?
My cousin recently told me that she hoped I stumbled upon something absolutely repulsive. Or rather, Jealous!!! Until you have to try something nasty lol . She said that jokingly of course. At least I hope so. I’m happy to say that I have yet to encounter this. I haven’t found a food that I particularly dislike. I’m a firm believer in trying everything once. All the foods that I’m not the biggest fan of, I make sure to give a “second chance” at some point.
For instance: tofu. I despised tofu as a child. It’s mushy and tastes gross! I believe that it was sometime in High School that I eventually gave it another go. To be honest, I think I tried it just to “fit in” with all the other girls trying to be healthy, going vegetarian and what not. I went on a tofu-eating binge to make myself like it. I tried this coagulated soy milk in every which way. I found that fried tofu, served in agedashi sauce works best. It stuck.
Another example: lamb. I could not for the longest time truly enjoy it while my family members devoured the sizzling rack in front of me. I’m not sure what it was. Maybe the taste of herbs and grass? Maybe the image in my head of the countless cute sheep I had wanted as pets at the State Fair petting zoos? Who knows. A little less than two years ago is when I gave in and stopped giving a bahhh about those damned sheep.
It was when I had first signed up for the teaching program in Greece. How was I going to survive in a country where lamb was one of the main staples? Again, binge. This time on lamb chops and gyros. Eventually, it stuck.
Lo and behold, I didn’t end up going to Greece. Instead it was Spain where it was ham in lieu of lamb. Did I mention I was never a big fan of porky meats either (besides bacon, of course)? Barcelona came and I got used to it. ¡Melón con jamón, por favor! Seriously, yum.
I can’t…. really can’t think of one!
My mom let me know on numerous occasions what a weird kid I was growing up. Whereas many children my age would prefer pizza and fish sticks as their dinner of choice, my requests would be raw onions and steamed clams. What???
Once this foodie thing really kicked in I had my mind set on trying more exotic foods. Try everything at least once, right? So I picked snake. Why? Probably because as a kid I was obsessed with Indiana Jones: The Temple of Doom. Alright, that’s a lie. I’m still obsessed with that movie. That dinner scene when they’re presented with a huge boa constrictor? Yep. I wanted to eat it.
Three years ago on a family trip to the motherland, Cambodia, I got to finally try snake. I just wanted to be more of an adventurous eater. I didn’t think I’d actually like it. Neither did my mom. I thought, hey at least I’ll be able to say I tried it! Right. Instead, to my mothers disdain, I smiled and said, tastes like chicken, Ma! I have to say that on this same trip I also got to taste fried tarantula and actually enjoyed that as well.
So, there you have it. I’m S-T-U-M-P-E-D. Maybe that’s just cause to travel more? To get to see, smell and taste different dishes that I haven’t gotten to yet. One day.
Today though, I ask in all seriousness… What is/was your least favorite food? Where’d you have it? Would you ever eat it again?
And more importantly, what would you recommend that I try?
Note: All photos featured were found via the “interweb”. Except the one of my pops with the tarantula. Boss.