I’m extremely particular about the food I eat. If it doesn’t sound appetizing, I won’t eat it. If it doesn’t look appetizing, I won’t eat it. If it doesn’t smell appetizing, I won’t eat it. I don’t like certain combinations of food that are rather popular, like fruit and chocolate. No chocolate-dipped strawberries for me. I’ll take either one or the other, not both. Same goes for fruit in any dish that’s not dessert. I love sweet and sour shrimp, but please don’t put strawberries and pineapples in the sauce you toss the shrimp in, then put it on my plate. I always have to pick them out. I hate mint, tolerating it only as far as my mouthwash and toothpaste is concerned, since I don’t eat or drink either of those. Mint and chocolate together? Eww. I don’t like blue cheese, because not only does it look disgusting, the blue in the cheese is mold, and it smells awful. I don’t like mayonnaise, except in teeny, tiny amounts mixed with tuna fish to make tuna salad. I like eating non-melted cheese, as long as it’s a white cheese like mozzarella or provolone. Cheddar or American cheese has to be melted before I’ll eat it. I don’t like butter on bread, a biscuit, or anything else like that unless it’s melted. I can’t stand the idea of putting unmelted butter in my mouth. Let’s see, I don’t eat cottage cheese because it looks like something women go see a gynecologist about. I don’t eat organs, like liver, gizzards, or tripe. I could probably taken up another 700 words detailing all the foods I won’t eat and why I won’t eat them.
On the flip side of this, there aren’t many vegetables or fruits I won’t eat. I’ve yet to come across more than a handful of either I don’t like.