You must be a Northern gal. Although you didn't list one of my least favorite Southern veggies--- collard greens.
When we were in law school, we rented a cottage on the Maury River and next door lived the owner's son. His name was Hope (isn't that a great name?) and his sister used to do my hair- her name was LouAnne. He was what we called in the Valley, a good ol' county boy; he hunted and fished and drank beer, had no job, but his wife did. On Friday nights, he and Pam (who was incredibly beautiful) and their friends would sit on the porch, drink beer, and she would play the spoons. They also had lots of unfixed cats, one of which HATED me with a passion for no reason I can explain and would lie in wait for me to get home from work, ears back, tail swishing, growling softly, until as I tried to pass, he would leap on me, dig his claws into my leg, and hang on. Hope and Pam thought this was very funny.
God, I hated that cat.
One day he (Hope, not the cat) brought over a pot and said Pam had cooked up a mess o' greens he'd found in the woods and they thought we'd like some for our dinner.
Yum, yum.
I thanked him profusely and said we would really enjoy our meal that night. He said that we should serve them with vinegar which reminded me that the last time I had tried greens was in the 5th grade when the teacher made us eat everything on our lunch trays and she caught me stuffing those damn vinegary, putrid greens into my milkcarton and forced me to eat them until I gagged and threw up.
I was the daughter of an Englishman and a Connecticut Yankee- there was no way I could eat greens. It was a constitutional impossibility. I have a theory that you must be exposed to certain foods before you are out of diapers or your body will have no immunity to them, even drowned in vinegar, and will immediately reject them on intake.
I can eat okra if very crisply fried. I can eat almost anything if it's fried well and salty.
I don't like watermelon becuase I ate some once for breakfast and then went out in a boat and threw up.
I seem to have spent a lot of time throwing up food as a kid. |
