When I read the Neurotic One's post of the same title, it turned out to be about unusual and unhealthy foods we grew up with and can't resist now (chip sandwich anyone?).
I had thought it was going to be about something else. Something more akin to trauma*.
Let me explain.
Pic found on google from Rose's Kitchen
Growing up, we ate sausages. A lot. A lot.
Patience loves sausages. I can make him a delicious honey soy chicken, or fettucine carbonara, and he will enjoy it but I know he'd be equally chuffed to be served a sausage in bread with sauce (ketchup).
At his gentle persistence, I started to eat them again at 22.
We also had stir fry a lot. I still can't eat it.
I can't get excited about chow mein, or any mincy thing with corn in it.
I am working really hard to make sure I don't cook the same meal too many times in a row...but does it even matter with boys? Patience reckons he got served much of the same and he still likes it all!
Is the issue gender? Personality?
Has it got to do with cooking skill? *prays my mum doesn't read this*
And what about yoooou, lovely readers? Do you have any foods that you just .... struggle to like because you had them so much growing up?
*I really wanted to write 'something far more sinister' but it didn't make much sense. Sinister? It's only food.
Unless.......I was being poisoned.............but I wasn't.
*And yes I know, this complaint is ever so Western World. It's hardly a real 'sin' given that Jesus fed upwards of 4000 and 5000 people with bread and fish. Not a heap of variety there, although I'd say he wins in terms of making a little go a long way. I don't think the recipients would have complained at any rate.