As
a kid, I was VERY picky about food. There were certain things I would NOT eat,
no matter what. No dessert? Fine! Not gonna eat them peas!!! And I pretty much
got away with it. There were other things served with the meal that I would
eat. I will eat peas now, and beans. But I will STILL not eat sauerkraut or
coleslaw. And don’t even mention liver!!!
Over
time, my tastes have changed. Things I wouldn’t put near my mouth before, I
gladly consume. Here are some of them.
Tuna
I’ve
never liked the smell of fish, nor any that tasted fishy. Still don’t. For
church potlucks, my mom would always make tuna casserole. Very simple. Cooked
noodles, tuna from a can, butter and parmesan sprinkled over it all. Wouldn’t
touch it. One time, coming home from church, I was sitting in the back seat
with the leftover pan of casserole in my lap. For some reason I took a bit with
my fingers and ate it. It was good! I ate a bit more. It didn’t taste fishy at
all! Probably because my mom got the solid white tuna packed in water, not oil.
After that, I loved tuna casserole and even the occasional tuna sandwich. But
it has to be the kind packed in water and it had to be solid white tune.
Catsup or mustard
Never
had them in any way, shape or form. Didn’t like tomatoes at all, either. Don’t
remember the first time I had catsup on French fries, but once I did, I never
looked back. And of course it MUST be spread on top of a meatloaf…
Don’t
remember the first time I had mustard, either. Somewhere along the line I found
that it was good on hotdogs, corndogs, ham sandwiches etc. But it has to be
spread VERY thinly. Just a hint.
Chow Mein
Chung
King was the brand of chow mein that was served when I was growing up. Nope.
Nope. Nope. My mom would add hamburger to it. Still wouldn’t eat it. Don’t know
when I started, but I really came to love it. Now it’s La Choy brand that I
eat. I add either hamburger or a can of chicken, a can or two of mushrooms and
rice. Sometimes I might add a can of water chestnuts. Makes it very hearty and
will last at least 3 meals for me, as Marv won’t come near it.
“Real” fish
As
stated before, I hate fishy tasting fish. I’d eat fish sticks, but even then,
some would taste fishy. Yuk. Sometimes we’d have real fish and it wouldn’t
taste bad, but I hated having to worry about choking on the bones. I was
absolutely phobic about it. I’d take my piece of fish and smash it on my plate
to make sure there weren’t any bones. I’m still not fond of it. The best fish I
ever had was H. Salt Fish & Chips. There was one here in Oroville, and I
truly mourned when it went out of business.
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