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Welcoming Center, Management and General Chat => Chit Chat => Topic started by: Mama Fergie on September 26, 2012, 06:15:34 am
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Does anyone have a dish from childhood that they disliked so much that they still can't bear to eat it?
My mum used to occasionally cook tripe and the thought of the smell of it cooking still makes me feel ill. :-[
Fortunately she would cook me a steak on those occasions as I seriously felt sick and couldn't stay in the same room while they were eating it.
Not on many peoples menus these days thankfully!!!
Didn't eat liver either and still can't
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Definately sloppy fish dish that just tasted like sour warm milk... :P
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Looking in the big pot and seeing ox tongue cooking :-X
Being served brains and being told it was " big marrow from lamb chops" :o
Also lambs fry - still can't stand the smell of it cooking!
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tripe
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spag bol
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spag bol
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Was it the way your mum cooked it Yvette or do you still dislike it?
I really enjoy it
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Great idea for a thread :)
My Dad (who is normally a fabulous cook) made the worst osso buco, thankfully only once- he is still living it down!
It took me many years to get the courage to make it again... I invited my family over for dinner and didn't tell them what I was making until they'd all tried it (and liked it), only then I told them it was the dreaded osso buco and they were pleasantly surprised!
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MF it wasn't my mum it was family friends it was a greeenish colour and the smell of chuck chunder parmesan cheese, I make it for my family but I don't eat it :P :P :P
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Those memories can last a lifetime!!!! Not good :o
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i couldnt stay in the same room when ppl would cook mushrooms until i was 29 years old
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I don't like mushrooms either Uni or capsicum :P :P
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Celery soup - mum made and still makes some lovely soups but celery wasn't one of them.
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SPAM - even seeing the tin in the supermarket makes me feel violently ill.
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We were poor (so only ate cheap meats) & lived with my grandmother who was a dreadful cook - simply appalling.
I hated her tripe cooked in a white sauce, brains cooked in a white sauce or the lambs fry she used to cook until it had the consistency of shoe leather - ghastly, all of them.
On the other hand, she made some delicious potato scones that no-one thought to get the recipe for before she died. I wouldn't mind eating those again.
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I love potato scones. :)
Very popular in Scotland where I grew up.
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SPAM - even seeing the tin in the supermarket makes me feel violently ill.
Gert will be disappointed CP ;D
I'm still thinking about mine... :-))
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I don't mind spam although I find it very salty.
My worst childhood memories would have to be boiled mutton, (Dad loved it), tripe, (Mum was the only one who ate it) and brawn. I hated all the jelly stuff all over the brawn. It was home made but yuck. I do not like liver or kidney either. At boarding school we were told we had to eat everything, I explained that the liver would come straight back up, but the stupid woman made me eat it. Boy did I gloat as it came straight back up. :D
I never ate the sheep's tongue or brains that I had hacked out of the sheep's head either. I always promised Mum I would but it's ok raw, but cooked looked ghastly.
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Ooh, I forgot about brawn - that was sooooo gross.
And kidneys, too - they just taste of wee to me. :o
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My mum still loves spam and it was another of my yuk memories. :o
And any type of offal
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I must agree offal is truly awful. :-)) :-))
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It sure is Cookie :) It looks and feels slimy
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My lovely mother is a great cook but for some reason makes a TERRIBLE casserole. It's grey and chewy and tasteless. Thank goodness she isn't on this forum, she'd be so hurt!! If I ever get sick she pops in with a casserole and there have been times I have sent my husband down to the shop for dinner and binned the casserole. I just try not to ever get sick.
I feel so bad about that!!! So "first world".
Ps I make a fabulous casserole :)
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rice pudding, we used to throw it out..
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rice pudding, we used to throw it out..
OMG Robyn, that was one of the things that I used to LOVE :D :D :D Hot rice pudding with a big lump of vanilla ice cream in the middle.... ;D
This was TMX rice pudding though :-))
I have a horrible memory of dumplings with mint jelly that still makes me cringe :-X And I still can't bear the thought of either.
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Mutton birds only once and never again.
Marie
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Is that a kiwi dish Marie?
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Mama Fergie - they are known as Guga in Scotland, does that help?
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Is that a kiwi dish Marie?
Their proper name is Shearwater, they nest in coastal rookeries on the Bass Strait Islands and smaller rookeries on the north coast of Tasmania. They are a sea bird, feeding on fish and squid I think. I was quite ill after eating only a small portion and could taste it for days after. Never again.
I don't see them around these days like they used to be.
Marie
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Silverbeet boiled and slapped onto the plate that just looked like a big cow pat. It was always cold and gritty.
Love silverbeet now and use it many dishes, just not dolloped onto the plate and I always wash, wash and re wash.
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Blood pancakes, fish soup cooked in milk, all of my grandmother's cooking - "this is what we ate during the war", just too many to mention.My mother was not a chef either and it has taken me all these years to learn to cook nice food. I was an omelette/ quick salad person for years. I didn't like meat as a kid - goodness only knows what was put on my plate so I'm mainly vegetarian since childhood.
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Like others, Mum cooked tripe, brains and brawn - never ate them as a kid and have never cooked them as an adult. She cooked steak until every skerrick of moisture has been removed and received the biggest flack when rice-a-riso first came on the market and she served it with some of this dried out steak. We all hated it and none of us ate it. Poor Mum but her roasts and braizes were to die for and we never went hungry as she always gave us something else if we didn't want what she had cooked.
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judydawn, you just reminded of my late MIL. Potatoes and cabbage boiled to death, tripe, offal etc. Yet we had to go for Sunday lunch. every week . I ate before we went there.
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Can't help much here. Mum was an excellent cook, and so were both my grandmothers. I eat and enjoy most foods. Love offal.
Gert and I had Blood sausage for breakfast while at Grace Town..
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Silverbeet boiled and slapped onto the plate that just looked like a big cow pat. It was always cold and gritty.
Love silverbeet now and use it many dishes, just not dolloped onto the plate and I always wash, wash and re wash.
Our mothers must have been related lol
Took me years before I could eat it, once I left home.
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Can't help much here. Mum was an excellent cook, and so were both my grandmothers. I eat and enjoy most foods. Love offal.
Gert and I had Blood sausage for breakfast while at Grace Town..
I observed you both enjoying it as I tucked into my granuesli.
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l was a terrible picky eater as a child right up until my late 20s
my list was very long ,any type of offal ,rabbit ,fish head soup ,casseroles,kangroo ,cod, tripe,
rice pudding , tapioca,bread and butter pudding ,brussel sprouts,
my mum would say that l survived on'' fresh air and windy pie '' as l ate very little amount
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If I'm honest, the worst dishes I've ever had were probably things I tried to cook myself before I really developed my cooking skills ;D
Gert and I had Blood sausage for breakfast while at Grace Town..
I'm glad I didn't witness that Chookie :-))
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Yellow haddock and mushy peas. VILE.
Love blood sausage. We have a German butcher just up the road from us who do an amazing black pudding. Also a great white pudding. Beautiful!
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I observed you both enjoying it as I tucked into my granuesli.
I would have been joining you in the granuesli Cookie :o
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My mother was and still is mostly a dreadful cook and without much variety.
She made some dreadful meals that we had no choice but to endure or else cheese on toast before bed.
Her steaks were and still are exactly as you describe JD but her pork chops were a delight.
She made great soups but her mashed potato was exactly that.....boiled potato mashed with a masher, no milk, cream, butter etc just a bit of salt and served with an icecream scoop! Revolting and lumpy. And I enjoyed the steak over tripe!!!'
How sad is this that my only experience with spaghetti was out of a Heinz tin until I discovered food in my teens.
Bless her she still has no idea how to cook and is very critical of all tv chefs LOL but I love her to bits ;D
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Cookie I have similar memories of school dinners in the UK in the 1960s and 70s. Couldn't leave until we'd eaten everything and it was only ..'heaving' at a supervisor that saved me from finishing a serve of liver. Still hate liver and kidney now. Liked my mum's brawn and tongue and have grown to like black pudding. Have valiantly tried to like brains but the texture turns me off.
Worst thing I've ever eaten was fried lung. For some strange reason it was being served in the university cafeteria - tasted vile and even very adventurous eater DH couldn't stomach it.
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My Mum came from a very well to do family and didn't ever learn to cook until she married Dad and had to live on next to nothing in appalling conditions. He was an Elders man and they lived all over the state in various places in the most dastardly houses.
She learned quickly, though and was an amazing cook! The only thing I think I couldn't eat was marrow. I guess it's like a large zucchini. The texture made me gag, even though she plastered it in butter.
We even ate brains. Mum made delicious brain patties with loads of parsley, fried in bacon fat. Mum instilled in the three of us girls a love of cooking, of food and of eating and sharing the family table. The three of us still talk of her when we have our sisters get togethers.
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A seriously dodgy batch of homemade yoghurt - lumpy and warm... blergh.
It wasn't until I got my Thermomix that I was tempted to have a go at making my own, and it was only because I was curious. I'm thrilled to say I now make a weekly batch of Greek yoghurt, and can't imagine my fridge without it.
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Thanks for that Cuilidh as now that I know what it is i agree with Marie and don't want to eat it!!!
Haven't tried it but heard of it and not appealing!!!
How long have you lived in Oz and where in the homeland are you from.
I am from Glasgow area but not in the city.
Did my nurse training in Aberdeen
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well I also grew up on UK school dinners and remember the dreaded tapioca pudding. Mum used to also regularly make liver and bacon and steak and kidney cannot stand either combination.
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Mama Fergie, despite where my heart is, I am actually not a Scot (by birth) - my parents immigrated to NZ before I was born - they were both from the Isle of Lewis and that is still where most of my family live (although I do have an uncle and one or two cousins scattered around Glasgow). I went to Scotland first when I was 19 and lived on the island for many years in my early 20s. My DH is from Sutherland so we have strong links to the highlands and islands and head 'home' as often as we can. We love to go back and catch up on everyone. DHs side of the family are "wee frees", so Sundays take a bit of getting used to again, but it is good to have one day of rest.
Brumington, where do you live? DH loves a good white pudding ... my aunt in Lewis used to make a great one, but no one thought to take down her recipe and now it is too late!
That was getting away from this thread a bit, wasn't it. Sorry. My worst food memories as a child were the usual suspects, already mentioned, tripe, lambs fry ... even sheep's head soup (yes, my parents were crofters and from a very poor area so if an animal was slaughtered all parts were used), however my very worst memory was of lamb cutlets! It wasn't so much the lamb cutlets so I can't blame them, but I suspect whatever the animals were fed on, both my sister and I thought they tasted of elephant droppings and we just couldn't eat them! They tasted totally foul. Then there were the chickens that tasted of fish because they were fed fish meal - that wasn't a very pleasant experience either!
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Just reading these posts is making me feel ill - having been bought up vegetarian it wasn't until I got married that I started cooking chicken and meat.
The first roast chicken I cooked I left the inards still intact - had no idea that they had to be removed.
I still get the heebie jeebies handling chicken and vacuum packed corned beef. :-\
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This thread is funny!
My Grandma's "fatty water soup". Well that is what I call it. She boils the bejeezus out of a piece of meat with 2 tablespoons (no more) of barley, 1 stick of chopped celery and a chopped carrot. When the bejeezus has been boiled out of the meat she scrapes the meat off the bone and puts it in a container in the freezer (I still have not figured out why - or what she uses it for later ???) puts the bone back into the fatty water with the barley and veges and ta-da "fatty water soup". This feeds a multitude of people - 'cos if more people come she just adds more water. (She is 90 and she still makes it).
Grandma's boiled mutton. That has a smell and taste that you just cannot explain. (we need a 'puke' icon here!)
Brussel Sprouts. I have a funny memory of me at 18 declaring that I was bloody well old enough to decide what I did and did not eat when I came home once. Dad got me on the floor and sat on me and tried to get one in my mouth. It was pretty darned funny when none went in my mouth, but all over Dad. He got up, dusted himself off, looked at Mum and said "darl, I don't think Nik likes 'em". I still giggle when I see them in the shops!
I'm sure I'll think of more as the day goes by...
Oh - steak and kidney pie. Definite puke material. Gross, disgusting and gross, blick, yuk, erk!
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Really had fun reading this thread. Was really lucky growing up. My Gran was a great cook but Mum, usually meat and 3 veg. The veges were boiled and boiled and boiled, meat not too bad though. One time she cooked sweet breads, disgusting. My gran cooked great lambs fry, brilliant Beef and kidney and too die for lambs brains with white sauce and parsley.
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SueJen - sweetbreads - gosh you've brought back more memories!
Many many moons ago I was working in the Kimberleys on a station and they killed their own beef, all good until it came to the bbq that night. There were some Italians working out in the bush (can't remember what they did now) and they came in and "cooked" the sweetbreads. Oh my giddy aunt - they were disgusting. Full of sand, undercooked and not cleaned properly. Eeewwww.
Also they had a big vat filled with salt water in the coolroom and it was my job to "fish" for the cured meat. It was red, slimy and about 3 feet deep and I had to put my arm into it up to my shoulder and hook out a lump of meat. I always imagined something was going to take my arm off at the shoulder - it never happened - but the things you think of when you are in a dark coolroom trying not to fall into something really yukky. Must admit though - the meat was good!
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Everyone is different regarding offal.
My parents and grandparents loved it but I can't even look at it.
You just triggered off memories of the over cooked veggies Sue Jen. Yuk ;D
UK school dinners were disgusting as well. Even the smell coming from the dinner hall still comes to me when I think of it .
Thank goodness we have moved on !!! ;D
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Has anyone mentioned Black pudding, OMG that is the most disgusting food ever, my dad use to love it.
And I agree with others that Mutton Bird is disgusting to look at and the smell is unbearable as well.
Also Spam, all offals, sweet breakfast cereals (coco pops, fruit loops etc). Yuck :(
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so glad I didn't eat any of this yuk stuff
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You must be one of the lucky ones Robyn :)
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MF we always cooked everything by scratch, no packet stuff. parents worked 6 days a week. They had pharmacies, so we were at the shop/ shops.
that was way before a thermomix or anything like it.
the worst thing for us was rice pudding, as a desert.( Which is not really that bad.) :) :) :) :) :)
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Oh dede I love mutton birds, when we lived on the east coast of tas, our neighbor use to take ds1 mutton bird hunting, I would cook them in an old electric fryfan on the back porch. I always remember a place in Perth tas. use to sell them. Love spam, steak and kidney, lambs fry and bacon.
My mum boiled the life out of our veg, spuds where hit and miss, steak was like eating a piece of leather. Soups sat on the stove top and got heated up every night in winter, no refrigeration and so thick and gluggy you could eat it with a fork😀
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I live in Perth, Tas. No one sells it here now. I always made DH cook them out side as I can't stand the smell. He has not eaten them for a long time as the last time he did he got sick, so hasn't touched them since. We use to sell them from our butcher shop and they were very popular. I can remember my dad going mutton bird hunting many years ago.
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It's many years ago dede when when would buy them when going through Perth.
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We have only been here 6 1/2 years, we traveled through Perth quiet often while growing up but never really stopped.
13 years ago while I was on my way to hospital in labour my DH had to stop to grab something to eat at Perth, meanwhile I had 3 contractions waiting for him lol. He drove much faster after that :D (only 1 hour before DD was born)
We still laugh about him always thinking about his stomach no matter what the situation :D
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LOL dede - guess you were thinking of your stomach too.... ;) :D
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Very true :)
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funny Dede