But I Won't Do That

Yesterday I told you what some of my favorite foods are. I think I've already established what a lover of food I am. I do love to eat, and like a wide variety of things. I love all sections of the food pyramid, and very seldom do I ever refuse food. That being said, there are a few things I won't eat. When I say I won't eat them, I mean it. I won't do it, even to be polite (unless, perhaps, that you are the Queen of England or Pierce Brosnan. Then I might consider it.) Anyway, here they are, in no particular order:

These things scare me. Look at their beadly little eyes. And starched marshmallows? Bad. Very, very bad. Couldn't eat them if I wanted.

Moxie is a vile concoction that was invented in Maine. I want to be supportive and proud of my state, but this stuff is gross. If you've never had it, it's sort of like a cross between Dr. Pepper and cherry cough syrup. Doesn't it sound yummy?

Jello. I know, it's America's favorite dessert, but I can't do it. The texture creeps me out. My cousins used to squeeze it through their teeth, and even that memory makes me shudder.

Again, a texture thing, I think. They squeak against your teeth. And I'm not convinced that they aren't made out of styrofoam, which I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to eat.

Cabbage. I hate everything about it - how it tastes, but especially how it smells when it's cooking.

Along the same lines, I can't stand New England Boiled Dinner, which is boiled cabbage with the delightful addition of corned beef. I don't like corned beef either. What is corned, anyway? It doesn't sound like something you should be doing to food that you're going to eat.

I like most cheeses. Actually, I LOVE most cheeses. Cheese rules. Except this one. Blue Cheese is one thing I wish I liked, because the people who like it seem to really, really like it. But I can't. I think it tastes like feet. And what's the blue stuff? Isn't it mold? We're not supposed to eat mold, are we? Sorry, but I don't get it.

Cooked peaches. This is a case of taking something so very yummy - Fresh peaches - and making them inedible by cooking them until their texture is slimy and disgusting. Don't be cooking my peaches, and don't be putting them in pie or ice cream. That's just wrong.

Raw sushi. I want to be seen as a sophisticated woman. For the most part, I'm pretty good at faking it, too. But, if we go to a sushi bar or restaurant, I'll be the one eating the lame cooked sushi and grimacing every time you bite into a hunk of raw fish. I like my meat and fish cooked, although when it comes to steak, I only want it SLIGHTLY cooked. But that's another story.

Pickled beets. My parents and grandparents loved them. My grandmother used to make them and we had them at just about every meal from June through September. They give me the heebie-jeebies, along with pickled eggs, pickled pigs feet and pickled onions. In my opinion, the only things that should be pickled are, well, pickles.

There you have it - the foods I love to hate. I can't wait to get your reactions. Do you love some of these foods? What other foods give you the full-body heaves? Spill.