For me it is hog maws, chitterlings and pig feet. In our household you had to eat what your parents cooked or you didn't eat. I haven't had any of those things since moving out of my parents home.
Potted meat. Growing up on the Gulf Coast it was “hurricane food” you’d buy to have on hand then when hurricane season was over , you had to eat it. I remember eating it spread on white bread. ???
Pickled beets. F that S.
@Shelton you are a fortunate son.
i like pickled beets
I was never a picky eater. There wasn't much I didn't like.
nothing. there were things i wouldn't eat that i now like: lima beans, asparagus and liver. there were things i wouldn't eat that i still won't; white bread, not normal white bread anyway, and celery, eww. but stuff i was forced to eat? i don't remember being forced to eat anything, so there isn't anything i had to eat then that i now rebel against.
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Liver, hominy, and lima beans. The liver and lima beans were not eaten again because they are hatefully horrible. My folk were mid westerners transplanted to California, where I was born, and I never saw hominy anywhere outside of my Mom's kitchen. I assume hominy was (is?) popular in the mid west...?
hominy is, i think, southern. liver: you may dislike its bitterness, in which case nothing will help, but you may, on the other hand, dislike it because it was prepared incorrectly. lima beans; i hated them as a child. i like 'em now, but mostly the babies, and frozen beats canned (as always). i didn't like them as a child because they were mushy and flavorless. eating frozen baby limas kills those two bird with one stone! i will add that when my mom served asparagus, which i hated, it was white asparagus from a can. i guess 'nuff said there!
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Peas. We were forced to eat what was on our plate. I loathe peas and have never had them in my house. My kids only got peas at their grandparents house.
What happens to processed peas is horrid.
Especially,,,,canned ohohugh >>>body shudder<<<<
Fresh peas are very sweet and yummy, but they are hard to find.
That awful sliced white balloon bread.
But I actually eat more things now than my child self would have imagined.
I was a picky eater and my parents had about as mid-western ideas of foods ever.
They thought rice was a foreign food.
My Mom always said try it first then, if you didn't like it, OK. BUT, as a guest at another's house, I was raised to eat everything served. Very big deal, right? So. Organ meats and green beans, and some ocean foods, I will not eat, even to be polite. Green beans squeak on my teeth, no matter how cooked. Can't handle that!
I don't blame you for a hot minute not eating those ^ things !
The only thing I can think of... those sweet tart candies in a large disc. Although I don't even know if they make them anymore.
Necco wafers? They still make them.
Boiled chicken with veggies.....aaggghhhhhhhh.....there is a reason for that. If you have the timem..... One of my dad brothers had a butcher shop. He had ? next door that would kill and prep to sell at the shop. This is prior masive industrial processing...what does that mean, you may ask? It means holding one ? at the time by the head and spin it a couple of times and you get a headless ? Next, pornography kicks in... that's right, you need a naked ?. To remove feathers painstakingly one at the time and takes forever, you submerge the dead ? in hot water first, that smooth things up to pull the feathers off but the freaking smell is so freaking burned in my brain that I cannot stand boiled chicken in any way.... (Sadly I don't have the emoticon throwing up green stuff)
I shudder just typing this.... Spanish rice.
@JustLynnie
To each their own. I won't touch the stuff with a brick!
Wax beans, lima beans, and anything my parents attempted to cook. I learned to cook at an early age just so I didn't have to subject myself to shoe leather chicken or lumpy 'gravy' over toast. Now I love to cook. So it worked out well for me.
Canned string beans. YUK!!
Yeah, those, too. Other than corn, ANY canned vegetable.
Head cheese. I was fooled once.
I literally have ''goose bumps,'' reading that. Poor you!