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Cucumbers. They just don't do a thing for me.
"A cucumber should be well-sliced, dressed with pepper and vinegar, and then thrown out."
Samuel Johnson
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Bananas. It's not the taste. Bananas just feel weird in my mouth .................... it's about texture I guess. Not real fond of 'sandy' textured watermelons, either.
I don't crave lobster. Maybe its the price for what the reward is for me on that. Also any overcooked vegetable. I like a crunch with asparagus, peas, beans, etc. No excuse for mushy veggies.
I'll add well-done steak to the list. As a Florentine chef said to me, "Well-done steak is an abuse of meat."
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Just Fred wrote:
Not real fond of 'sandy' textured watermelons, either.
I'll add well-done steak to the list. As a Florentine chef said to me, "Well-done steak is an abuse of meat."
Roger that.
I have grass fed, lean steaks in my freezer plus venison steaks of (obviously) the same quality. I almost never order a steak from a restaurant because I know it will be disappointing.
There are very few foods that I don't care for: Honeydew melons (I pick around them in fruit mixes on a buffet) and Jello laced with shreded vegetables like carrots or celery
That' it.
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Liver.
Never like it.
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Oooooo, Tarnation and Tennyson reminded me of two I forgot to add to my list: jello and liver.
Basically, I'm not a fan of organ meat .......... livers, lungs, hearts, kidneys, brains, etc. I watch 'Bizarre Foods' once in awhile and sometimes wonder how much someone would have to pay me to eat some of the stuff that guy eats.
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Sorry, gents: Mmmmmm......Liver!
Best perk of stuffing the Thanksgiving turkey is pan-frying the liver with some chopped onion left over from the stuffing veggies (what the heck, just use the stuffing veggies!) for breakfast.
I've had kettle cooked hog kidneys dipped in salt--tasty but deadly.
Never tried the other organ meats.
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I won't eat major organs, thymus, lungs, brains.
I might, and I mean might, try horse when I'm in Venice.
Well, maybe not.