Movies we haven’t seen, books we haven’t read and now foods we haven’t eaten. So Wickeds what food have you refused to eat?
Sherry: My dad grew up on a farm during the depression. They raised some cattle so pretty much no part of the animal wasn’t cooked and eaten. Growing up we were forced to eat (on the rare occasion, thankfully) liver and onions. Fortunately, mom took pity on us and didn’t make us eat the brains or tongue.
Liz: Back when I ate meat, I was encouraged to try moose. I did, just to prove I wasn’t scared, but…ew. Now I don’t eat any meat. Ever. At all. (Not because of the moose.)
Edith: I Iived in Japan for two years, and I adore sashimi and sushi, that is, raw fish. But you should never, never accept less than perfectly fresh raw squid. It’s a big mistake. Hmm – that’s not a food I haven’t eaten. I’ve never eaten brains, either, Sherry, and if offered I believe I would refuse. Happen to love livers and onion, though, especially chicken livers! Chicken Liver Stroganoff? Yum.
Jessie: Eel. I’ve never eaten it and I shudder to think which circumstances could crop up and make me feel it was an appealing option. I haven’t eaten brains either and am not sure I could face them if I knew what they were. Last year I ate tongue for the first time. It was made into corned beef and used in a Reuben sandwich. It was extraordinarily delicious.
Sherry: Oh, no Jessie. I may never be able to eat corned beef again and I love Reubens!
Jessie: Sherry, would it help if I told you I had the tongue Reuben at Duckfat in Portland, ME? Everything they make is wonderful no matter what it is!
Barb: Liz, I am laughing. For the Maine Clambake series I did some research on recipes for moose. Every single one was focused on making it not taste like moose. My conclusion: moose doesn’t taste very good. My Brazilian sister-in-law makes a delicious dish with chicken livers, though I wish I didn’t know what was in it. I’m a pretty cautious eater, (okay, aside from working my whole career in start-ups, I’m a pretty cautious person), so I rarely end up eating unidentified objects. My husband who eats pretty much anything in the world (except calves liver) finds my timidity alternately aggravating and amusing.
Julie: When I was growing up, we had bacon, liver, and onions a couple of times a month. It was the only food I couldn’t eat. Still not a liver fan, though pate and I have a good relationship. Once I served kidney pie. Had trouble with it, since kidneys look like kidneys. All of this said, I will try anyone once. Well, maybe not brains.
Readers: your turn!