Sleepyjack

For dinner tonight, i had some indian curry thing, sorta like a stir fry with meat and veges. I don't really like zuccini when it has been steamed or cooked. It goes all soft and the texture is horrible to me. Anyway, i was trying to say to my mum, who was dishing it out, that i dind't want any cooked zuccini because i didn't really like it.

Now, whenever this occurs, my mum claims that "you can't even taste it". With that, if i can't taste it, why put the zuccini in, in the first place? what is it doing other than not contributing to the taste of the meal?

I don't know if my family is generally weird or not, but does anyone else come across anything similar to this?

It always boggles my mind? Also i don'y really know much about cooking, moreso nutrition, but not cooking.

ARTelevision

Don't get me started. Dang! You just did!
My mother used to lie like a drunken sailor about what was in the "food" she cooked because there were some things I hated with a visceral passion, such as cheese - especially the totally smelly types that are favored by my particular ethnic group.

She simply had to put this cheese in everything she cooked or she wasn't being Italian enough or some damn thing. You can smell this stuff from outside the house. I can tell if there's a molecule of it in a recipe.

She had this habit of saying "There's no cheese in this" as she shoved the constant parade of cheesy, smelly concoctions that comprised her menu at me in vain attempts to give me sustenance. That damnable lie was repeated ad infinitum throughout my childhood. I never understood what kind of a dunce she took me for.

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Hanxter

for me, it's liver. if i so much as had a whiff of it, even if it came from a neighbors house, i was history, gone, vamoosed, see ya tomorrow!!!
rhubarb is another, smells like cat piss to me - the guys at my club will bring in strawberry rhubarb pies their ladies make and the stink invades my beer.

Spinach_Indeed

The only story I have related to this is a Friend who used to mix elaborate drinks and give them to us, saying "You can't even taste the alchohol!" Apun tasting, I would almost cough and spit it up it was so boozed.

He was a strange one.

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ubertuber

This is a wierd ritual at my house too... I don't go home from school too often, but when I do my mother always makes something I really like, such as pork roast. BUT she'll put ranch salad dressing on it as a marinade (which she knows I hate) and not say anything. It's like a dare - I can't say anything rude about her cooking on the one night in 4 months that I eat at home, but if I eat the food she'll claim that I couldn't even tell that it had dressing on it. Either that or she'll make some godawful side dish like spoon bread. I still haven't figured out what response she is hoping for...

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justin218

atleast your mom can cook, mine can barely scramble eggs.

GakFace

Well perhaps the texture of the stuff feels cool in the mouth along with the other foods. A distant relative of mine simply cannot taste, and so his favorites are soley on what it feels like when he eats it. That might be a bit of it.

For me, I'm just allergic to damn near anything.. so much that all I'd have to say it, "I think I'm allergic to that" and she'll make sure that it won't be impossible to take out. Then again, I don't use the excuse for fun, because if i'm not allergic to it, I'm going to be eating it.

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Kaos

I hear this all the time about Onions being cooked in things... Bullshit. I can taste them, especially when you bite down on a piece of onion.

Reese

I can't stand saran wrap and whenever I order Fresh Deli Sandwich, or use it to cover a plate of food, I ask for them to wrap it in a napkin under the saran wrap because the saran wrap gives the everything a horrible taste/smell and I'm always getting shit over it and people calling me crazy because I can taste it. That's almost as bad as the saran wrap itself.

Also, I hate when people say "Oh I made (insert nasty food here) mike loves that. Every time they make it they say that, and every time I tell them I hate it.. Err..

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Derwood

Carrot cake. I LOVE carrot cake. But I"m allergic to walnuts. Why the fuck are there walnuts in carrot cake? For the crunch? Walnuts taste like firewood!

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Sleepyjack

yes! i feel the exact same way. I hate it when my mum puts walnuts in any cake, although she mainly does it with my beloved carrot cake. Why were walnuts even invented?

spived2

I always hated how my mom could always convince me that "These vegetables are different, trust me you'll like them" then I take a bite and it still tastes disgusting. News flash mom, spinach is still spinach even when you add cheese!

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Macheath

Saying "you can't even taste it" in regard to food is bizarre. Texture and "mouth-feel" is just as important as taste, sometimes even more important. If its cooked or steamed that you don't like then it really seems like a texture issue and your mothers claim about "taste" has nothing to do with anything.

And that's why I hate brussel sprouts...

tangledweb

My mom fed my little brother 'Grape' Jelly sandwiches for all of the early years of his life. Whenever he would notice that the 'grape' was not purple, but yellow, green, or red, she would tell him that it was a different brand. He nodded and ate it none-the-wiser. She forbade us to tell him different.

We laugh about it to this day

emmdubbs

true story.

when i was little i refused to eat fish (i still do to this day) and one day i had, what i thought was a new kind of weaver drumsticks, *the frozen kind, you bake for like 15 min*....

anyways...turns out they were FISHSTICKS! i saw the box later that night and was like MOOOOOOOOOOM YOU LIED TO ME!...and she was like..yeah, but you didn't even know the difference...my comeback and to this day still is, yeah thats 'cause they were covered in katsup.

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numberfive

Liver. When I was younger my grandma would always try to feed me liver. "It's steak." She would say. But I was a bit smarter than that, and whenever she left the kitchen I'd just toss it out back to the dog.

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On a completely opposite note. I've never understood how someone can chow down on somthing then have no idea what it is and love it until they find out it's testicles or eyeballs and get totally sick.

I used to be a picky eater. I hated everything. My mom would make manicotti, I'd have a hamburger. When I moved out, there was nobody to spoil me anymore and I was a broke college student. When sombody invites you to a meal, you'll eat almost anything.

Try it. You might like it. Or, at least, tolerate it.

(Haven't eaten a testicle or an eyball, as far as I know)

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Devilchild

Ive eaten some pretty weird thing, bull balls i ate in spain, they was tastey, i figure you might as well try it.

what was the 'grape jelly' ?

Rodney

Although I love brussel sprouts, I agree with you 100 percent. That mom saying "you can't even taste it" about cooked zucchini is missing the point; you can _feel_ its slimy weirdness. My mother used to put kale in soup -- sure, it's got no taste, but it's slimy and gritty at the same time. Sure, it's our ancestral food -- our ancestors were _dirt poor_ and couldn't get anything better. Eggplant, the same way, unless it's fried and breaded within an inch of its life.

My mom could also take vegetables that had pretty good mouthfeel and boil them until they were soft and slimy. I remember once finding a full head of brocolli on my plate, and I cut straight through it with my butter knife, like it was JELLO. I choked down overcooked, slimy vegetables all my young life and thought I hated vegetables -- until I went away to college and found out that you could eat them raw, chopped, in dining commons salad bars. It was great, and I've been big on vegetables ever since. (It helped that raw veggies was about the only thing that that dining commons could make edible.)

Another one was bacon in the string beans. I could never understand why I liked string beans at other people's houses but hated them at home. Finally, I figured it out. It took years, but she finally dropped the bacon. I mean, it was easier to cook them without the bacon than with.... and my father didn't really care.

Johnny Rotten

My problem is a bit of the opposite. My parents have always been big on veggies--straight. No butter, no cheese, nothing. I hated broccoli for years because they weren't in the habit of grating a little cheddar on it. Just steam it and eat it straight. Meh!

My mother also used to have this habit of putting whole walnuts in fudge brownies. I love fudge brownies, but it's a real bummer to chomp into this huge nutty thing in mid-bite. Just chop them up a little bit!

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thejoker130

My mom makes this sour cream beef thing with onions that no one in my family likes, as a matter of fact thats what we call it "the stuff no one likes". The thing I don't get is that if none of us like it then why does my mom cook it?

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This is what i love about my family, If we don like the food we are told simply you dont have to eat

One of the frist things i learned to do, was cook for myslef and if dinner is something i dont like. I just make something that i do like

The one food i really cant stand is sweat potatoes. my grand mother used to try to tell that you cant tell in sweat potatoe pie.

Macheath

That's kind of the reason I like stir-frying vegetables a lot too. You can throw in a lot of vegetables like broccoli (or brussel sprouts) that are easily susceptible to boiled slimy grottiness and no matter how much you toss them around in that Wok, they retain firmness, while still being cooked. The worst that can happen is they end up steeped in delicious soy sauce or sesame oil.

Excuse me...

*goes to asian supermarket, stocks up on supplies*

Cynthetiq

wife hates onions.... so i don't cook with onions.. i've recently realized that some of my modified recipes are missing some sweetness that the onions provided.

but alas, no onions. Not only can she taste the difference if they are there, but I can if they aren't.

So sometimes I make two dishes, one for her, and the other for me.

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Rodney

I hear ya. One of my favorite homegrown dishes involves stir-frying garlic with florets of broccoli cut small, and with little slices of marinated tofu, with soy sauce added liberally. Serve over rice. Lord, it's good.

Eldaire

That's so funny. What a typical parent thing to say. Man, reminds me of my mom so much.

Hanxter

the joker 130...
My mom makes this sour cream beef thing with onions...

beef strogonoff

brussel sprouts - i love them - try cutting them in half and sauteing them in olive oil and garlic - if using extra virgin olive oil add 1 tbsp of butter (not oleo) to cut the smoke level

water_boy1999

I find it odd sometimes hearing what other people can't eat.....like onions....damn I love them.....or beef, or fish.....these are staples of my diet. To each his own I suppose.

I have convulsions when I just smell a brussel sprout. My parents forced me to eat them when I was a kid and to this day I still can't stomach them. My dad would always tell me to take a bit of brussel sprout with potatoes, or meat so you can't taste it.....still can't do it.

Funny story....I was on a date with someone who eventually became my girlfriend for a few months.....our first date we went to this really nice joint, bought a nice bottle of wine.....ordered the Angel Hair pasta with prawns and a light marinara sauce.....well, the menu never said anything about garnishing it with brussel sprouts. I asked the waitress to take them off, but when the plate came back and I took a bite, I could still smell the sprouts. I started to gag in front of the girl and had to have the waitress take the plate away. Just couldn't be near them. Ugh!

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I can eat anything, and I am pretty sure I'm not allergic to anything I can eat, but I don't like eating anything "special" on normal food like cheeseburgers or pizza. On top of that, I can't eat anything that had its toppings picked off... I can taste it. Lettuce is a big one for burgers... doesn't taste like anything really, but I don't want the texture to take away from what would be a wonderful experience between my tastebuds and that piece of meat, dammit.

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Cucumbers.... the very nearly make me physically ill.

Ugh.

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I don't care for mushrooms, and they are in SO MANY dishes! People are always telling me you can't taste them, but I guarantee you I can. My wife, after many attempts to sneak shrooms into a dish, has finally given up thinking I won't notice. Now, I do most of the cooking, so all is good.

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james t kirk

Mine is mashed potatos. I can't stand them. Taste like paste to me. Whenever i tell people that, they look at me with disbelief. How can you say that?

Easy, i hate them.

Well, you always get, "well, try my mashed potatos"

Sigh, they are all the same.

"No, I use this kind of potato, and add garlic, and butter and this and that a little fresh dog shit to boot"

All the time i was growing up, it seemed like mashed potatos were on the menu every other day. I never remember liking them. I would come into the kitchent and i would see that pot of potatos boiling away and just get put off.

My mother would be "just eat a spoon full"

No

"You used to like them when you were a child"

Well, I don't ever remember liking them, so you are going back at least 20 some odd years.

"Just a spoon full"

No

Sometimes things would escalate in frustration. "You aren't leaving that table until you eat a spoon full. (A mountain of mashed goo would be placed on my plate followed by two pairs of stern looks and grins from my sister while she gulped hers down"

I would end up sitting there till 9:00 pm until the potatos had grown a skin.

krwlz

Ive had things I don't like, but in reality, Im spoiled rotton. My mothers a hell of a cook, if its italian, or mexican, she can make it, and make it good.

(Shes Irish, and hates corned beef and cabbage which my father and I love, but hey..)

I lived with my grandparents (easier then riding my bike to go do hay with my gandpa everyday) for a summer, and she made the weirdest shit ever, but I loved every bit of it.

My aunts... damn, they are just as good, but differant specialties. I think when I move out, Im going to be awefuly dissapointed.

Ganguro

My gf's a vegetarian and recovering vegan, so i had to do this all the time.

As far as personal tastes.. i'll pretty much put anything in my mouth..
Im not picky.. food keeps me alive so i can go have fun. who am i to turn down anything?

TheNaFun

I'll eat damn near anything. Well okay, canned vegetables are pretty disgusting. (like carrots, I HATE canned carrots. Way too overcooked) . But most foods that squick people I really like. I love sushi (especially flying fish roe with the raw quail egg), and rocky mountain oysters are mighty good eatin. I'm continually bewildered by picky eaters. I can understand vegetarians/vegans, allergies, and digestive problems (like onions and beans giving you gas or something getting stuck in your teeth too often or whatever) but a lot of the pickiness just doesn't make sense.

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lathos42

My biggest vice is lettuce. All my life I have hated both the taste and texture of it. When I was growing up, everyone I met would say "Lettuce doesnt have any taste" to which I totally disagree. Another thing I cannot stand is Sour Cream. My wife made a "Chicken Taco Bake" one night. I took one bite of it, and asked her if it had Sour Cream in it. She of course denied it, and when I went out to the kitchen to get something to drink, there was the Sour Cream tub sitting in the trash. Needless to say, she hasnt ever made it again *grin*

Chingal0

I eat everything also. Everything. It all depends on the way that it is cooked I suppose. If your mom is a shitty cook and you grow up with, say, beets that have been boiled to death, you will probably hate them forever. But roast the beet, or make a salad out of it. Or throw it at your neighbor.

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I absolutely love raw spinach. By itself in a salad, whatever. But anytime a recipe has spinach init that has been cooked or steamed I get sick from just the smell. Once in my childhood years I ate some steamed spinach at my grandmothers house and enjoyed it then, but ended up throwing it up all night and have been ruined to prepared spinach for the rest of my life.

Same situation with pancakes. I love waffles and could live on them if need be, however I got sick from pancakes as a kid, and they have never crossed my lips again!

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