Bleah

I had to laugh when I read your discussion. My husband and I were just talking about this the other day. He likes stuff that I think is "weird" on his food and vice versa. He loves to put ketchup and EVERYTHING, which I think ruins the taste of things. He also loves to put mayo on a lot of things as well, like on hotdogs and hamburgers, which I never even tried before we got together. I guess it just depends how you were raised and want your parents like or don't like. I know we also grow up and develop our own tastes, but sometime if you are not exposed to certain things you would never think to try them. Oh, and my grandmother (who was German) used to make us sandwiches with butter as well.

Yes I use ketchup on a great deal of food and boyfriend gets utterly disgusted by the sight of it. But I sit there and yummy eat it all regardless. I too prefer mayonnaise, though have had the buttered sandwiches also. The thing is my boyfriend like horseradish and yuck don't let me even smell it. lol

Yeah, I used to live upstairs from a family of African-Jamaicans (Dad was from Africa, mom was from Jamaica). They even owned a cultural type restaurant where they'd prepare many favorite African and Jamaican foods. Much of what they cooked smelled wonderful.. and I was frequently offered to try some, but never did. My mom used to joke that they cooked goats head and things like that.. not sure if they actually did or not. But since I was afraid of what might of gone into their food, I refused to try it. Eventually, as a teenager, I did end up trying a beef patty.. which was seasoned beef inside a pastry. It was beyond spicy!! That turned me off to ever trying their food again.. I've never been a big fan of spice!

I don't know that I have known of any cultural differences in food likes and dislikes but there are plenty of them within my friends and family. Everyone in my family and my friends LOVE ketchup! they eat it with everything. I remember when I was young one of my closest friends even eating it on eggs! How could he stand it? I have never liked ketchup and I don't know that I ever will. I just see it and think... UGH!

When I was at college I had an English girlfriend, and a guy who has also an English gf invited us for a weekend in a country house in "Marais Poitevin" -- http://phareouest.fond-ecran-image.com/blog-photo/category/marais-poitevin/ --. He wanted to make some local cook and prepared some snails. The girls were looking at each other but they tried. The snails were good, but maybe not for a scared English stomach, and they were both sick. It was more a psychological effect than a real sickness. On the other side, a jello has the same effect than snails on a French stomach.

LOL when I was studying at the university I lived in a students boarding house. It was quite an international place and I remember lots of times when something similar happened. Like a friend from Asia who saw me eat a cheese sandwich and said she cant eat cheese. She later was in a relationship with a young Greek student and it was cool to see him making Greek Salad for her and her then eating it with chopsticks. By the way I am German and will prefer the mayo (if its not overloaded with vinegar) to that butter in a moment.

My husband says that he actually gets nauseous to even smell pasta cooking. Not the sauce part, the pasta part. I wonder if it is some kind of allergy. He said he threw up the first time his mom served him spaghetti and she never served it to him again. He said that when he was in Germany the catsup tasted bad, and everyone dipped their fries with mayo. I guess I cannot point the finger at myself. Some of the things I have read about do not sound good to me. My grandpa would do pickled hot peppers and butter in a sandwich. I have heard of radishes and butter. I guess all of that sounds yucky.

Butter on cold cuts? I wouldn't say it was funny, but I did run into a situation like that before some years ago, although it was a vice versa situation... (WARNING: It's kinda gross) I'd gone to the state fair with a friend of mine and her family (her sisters and their late mother). They had brought along their own food so that they wouldn't have to buy any there. We all know how expensive the food there can be, so I could understand why they did that. However, what I didn't understand is the food they brought along...spam and manwiches. Oh, how could anyone like to eat these things? But they did. Fortunately for me, I had a little money on me... While at the state fair my friend somehow convinced me to go on the tilt a whirl. I didn't want to do it, I just knew what would happen...but I went on anyway... It had been my friend, one of her sisters, and myself. I was doing pretty good at first...until the darn ride started spinning faster and faster. Then I started to feel ill... Anyway, I made it through the entire ride without hurling. It wasn't until after we had gotten off of it that the effects of the ride really started to get to me. I felt like I was going to hurl! I told my friend that and to get me some food. She offered to bring me some spam or a manwich. I told her no (I didn't want any of that). I told her to get me a corn dog instead (not any better, I know, but to me it was a lot better than spam and manwiches), but she didn't want to go to the food stand by herself. She wanted me to go with her. By this point I didn't really want to move...I just wanted to sit on the bench I was on. I felt so sick I got downright b*tchy and told her to do it! And she did! LOL Anyway, I never did eat any of that stuff they'd brought. And after what I'd been through, there was no way anyone was going to make me! LOL Happy mylotting!

hi dawn I willnever forget the first lemon meringue pie I baked for my husband.It really turned out beautifully. My son and little daughter iked it but my husband just sorted of pushed it around on his plate.Finally he told me " its beautifully done but I do not like lemon meringue pie." I was hurt as I was really new bride. but he loved gooseberry pie whizkid to me even the thought makes me gag.Sickeningly sweet they just do not taste good to me. Nauseating perhaps but not good. I have watched people cut up good ripe apples and cover them with salt. How can they stand that? I had some Indian friends in college who were dismayed that I ate hot dogs until I made them understand they were not made from dogs but from beef. then they tried them but really did not like them at all. Me I hat mcdonalds hamburgers as they are cold, greasy and so small. I will eat burger kings as they make real large hot non greasy burgers that are grilled and not friedin grease.Cows brains are considered a delicacy for some farmets but just to look at them made my stomach roil and tasting it I threw up. that once was enou gh

I can think of several situations. One was when my daughter was young and her babysittter brought her a jar of chicken soup. I thought nothing of it and when to warm it up for her. It was horrible. The veggies weren't done and I am not sure if it was actually chicken. She is italian so I wonder to this day what the deal was. Then there was another time when I fixed oxtail soup. Now this is something my grandmother and mother taught me. The cut of meat has a wonderful beefy flavor and is so good for soups. It is a long process to cook it, and take the meet out from around the grissle by hand. Well worth the trouble. Not much meat but enough for soup and very tasty. SO anway, I fixed that one time when my ex and I had first gotten together and were trying to show eachother up alittle with our cooking. I made the mistake of telling him the name. I called it Oxtail Soup. He wouldn't eat it! If was funny cause the next day I came home from work early and he was setting at the kitchen table eating the remainder of the soup.

I used to be very much like that with sushi. My friends would have mother's night out just so they could go to a Japanese restaurant and eat sushi, I would always order off the hibachi menu because the thought of raw fish made me sick. Well, my little sister convinced me to try some once at her house and I loved it immediately. Since the time that I tried sushi for the first time, you really can't get me to quit eating it.

I like butter on my sandwiches, although I do not often have it on them any more. My mom used to fix them for me that way when I was little, so that is how I have always had them (and we are not German). I generally have mustard on them as well, though. I would not like just plain butter without anything else, especially not with cold cuts. Even though I don't usually put butter on my sandwiches any more, I will still indulge myself when it comes to tunafish sandwiches, because I really like the taste of the tuna, mayo and butter.

In my country it's ok to eat pretty much everything from an animal, including brain, liver and kidneys. A lot of people from other places don't get that, but I'm quite used to it. My boss is a vegetarian, and foreign to this country. How anyone can be a vegetarian in Eastern Europe is completely incomprehensible to me - meat dishes are the best here. Sometimes we all go for lunch at a restaurant that's right across from our office, and usually I'd be having tripe soup (which is made by strips taken from a cow's belly, and smells awful. That is quite an acquired taste - and smell ) or a raw steak, and I can see how my boss pushes away his salad and doesn't eat anything for the day. Oh, well. Better his lunch ruined than mine.

My mom always wanted butter on her sandwiches. I never got that and never really liked it growing up. Balony and butter sandwiches.. ham and cheese and butter sandwiches, even strawberry shortcake and butter between the layers... go figure? I wouldn't put it on my sandwiches and when she ate one of my sandwiches she said "I can't eat this sandwich dry"... I told her to dunk it in water then... She called me a smart a$$.

Hello , my name is Sarah and I'm the Only American who doesn't like hot dogs, they are too spicy. and I don't like peanut butter and jelly. I don't dunk cookies into milk because the thought of it makes me sick. Besides I haven't had a glass of milk since I was 6! I will have a cheesesteak but I don't put cheese on a burger. I'm a very picky eater.

bleah to BOTH, I like MUSTARD!!!

I remember my cousin trying to get me to eat peanut butter and mayonnaise sandwiches. I thought that it sounded disgusting and I would not try it, but he swears that they are really good. I say YUCK!!!Has anyone here ever eaten one?

Oh yes..many time. And friends too..I had a friend that gave me a recipe for meatballs stuffed with stove top stuffing....I bought two pounds of hamburger and made them.....we hated them....even our dog wouldn't eat them. But my friend made them all the time! I like mustard on my sandwiches which doesn't appeal to many..I like the tangy zip it gives to the luncheon meat!

My husband was absolutly picky about a lot of food. I could never cook cauliflower or chickpeas whenb he was alive. There was a favorite of mine chilean algae he would not accept either even if he loved a lot of seafood with similar tastes. He did not have a culture of sauces over meats so I just made a steak for him when the rest was having an awesome champignon sauce with it. I like just about everything, although there are a couple of foods that don´t agree with my stomach.

Not really bleah, but... I was once in a company Christmas party sitting in a table where there was a Chinese guy among us. One of the guys on the table made the mistake of commenting about eating chinese food and getting hungry again an hour later. The Chinese guy snapped back and said that he had the same feelings about american food(sandwiches), he also gets hungry an hour later. We all ended laughing about it!