Foods that irrationally yuck you out

I could never eat mayonnaise or ketchup on anything at all as a young kid and it used to drive our Mam and Dad up the wall, especially on holiday when we would eat out every day. If we ever ordered a burger our Dad would always have to ask for no relish, no sauce, no mayonnaise. Which doesn't seem like a lot of bother but he must've had to do it hundreds of times down the years. He couldn't just take his family out for a meal and relax, it was always fraught with worry about relish and sauce and anything arriving on the plate that hadn't been specifically ordered.
Absolutely right. Why should they decide what you want on your food?

I caught the end of Masterchef yesterday. The winner was basically chips with gravy. The programme should be taken off forever for that alone.
 
My wife made me go on as she was terminal with cancer and wanted to know that I wouldn't scream at the kids for coming near me with ketchup when she was gone. I'd probably have banned ketchup from the house and passed the same phobia on to them by now if I hadn't gone on
Interestingly, after reading that, I think I probably picked these feelings up from my mother. She hated, or hates, relish on sandwiches and things like coleslaw and salad cream. I eat way more different kinds of foods than she does now but the ketchup, beans, mayo, coleslaw thing has remained the same. It must be a very deep-rooted feeling.
 
I know someone with an irrational fear of eating small round things . . . like peas. To the point if one accidentally ended up on his plate, he'd leave the whole plate.
So do I, girl I was at uni with. Thought she'd be the only one. How wierd.
 
Absolutely right. Why should they decide what you want on your food?

I caught the end of Masterchef yesterday. The winner was basically chips with gravy. The programme should be taken off forever for that alone.
You are definitely right. I did think that when I was typing that, and why was it such a problem to order whatever I wanted. It's strange to think that we'd gone into a restaurant or cafe and worried about upsetting those preparing the food by asking them not to put relish or ketchup on things. And then paid them for their trouble.

I saw Masterchef last night, I agree - I think gravy and chips with a bit of duck in the middle of it sort of sums up this series. It does feel a little bit jaded.
 
Also agree with OP about duck eggs. My dad used to but them and taste great but just seem more like you're eating roadkill than proper food.
 
Was just about to say the same. Can pretty much eat anything except olives. The very thought of them sends shivers down my spine.

An ex of mine from many years ago would ‘treat’ herself to a jar of olives and eat them straight from the jar on a cocktail stick. I’ve never seen such a horrific sight 🤮
 
Interestingly, after reading that, I think I probably picked these feelings up from my mother. She hated, or hates, relish on sandwiches and things like coleslaw and salad cream. I eat way more different kinds of foods than she does now but the ketchup, beans, mayo, coleslaw thing has remained the same. It must be a very deep-rooted feeling.
So the Speakmans taught me that phobias tend to come from your childhood sometimes an individual experience, sometimes repeated experience. They influence you, and shape you. When you panic about a phobia you are actually listening to a 6 or 11 year old version of yourself.
 
So the Speakmans taught me that phobias tend to come from your childhood sometimes an individual experience, sometimes repeated experience. They influence you, and shape you. When you panic about a phobia you are actually listening to a 6 or 11 year old version of yourself.
I have one or two other phobias and/or strong dislikes as well. I must remember to mention this to our Mam and Dad next time I 'phone them! It is interesting though, I remember a girl at school who couldn't use blue biros. She said it turned her stomach. Everyone thought she was mad but clearly she learned it from somewhere.
 
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