Originally posted May 22, 2016.
“I would never get on you for wanting to wear gingham shirts … but we do seem to feel we have the right in the public domain to talk about each others’ foods.”
Ain’t that the truth!
I am the classic “picky eater,” always have been. The one that gets people’s attention the most is that I don’t eat fruits (except bananas) or vegetables (except corn, which everyone tells me isn’t really a vegetable).
Yet I’ll eat apples in pie or mushed up in sauce, and I don’t think I could live without Italian food, which means tomato sauce.
Some things, I don’t eat because I actually don’t like the way they taste. I find mushrooms disgusting, lettuce pointless and squash makes me gag.
And then there are some things that I have a harder time explaining. Cotton candy, for example, has never appealed to me, even though I’ve been told it’s just raw sugar wrapped around a stick, and I love sugar. Maybe because it looks like fabric.
And even though I’ll eat melted cheese on pizza or chicken as long as tomato sauce is on it, I won’t eat it on hamburgers, as the good folks at Wendy’s can tell you.
I have also never chewed gum in my life, although I chewed my fingernails for years.
Heaven knows if there’s any science that can explain this.