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Death Kava by SPJ
February 5th, 2009 1:01 PM
This fear may strike some of you as irrational, but to me it is very real…
I am not a fussy eater. Sausages that are a couple of weeks out of date just need to be cooked a bit longer than normal (disclaimer: I am not a professional food scientist), yesterdays cold cup of tea is a fine thirst quenching beverage, I will eat random meat products that are lying around in friends kitchens (which you might find scary if you saw the kitchen in question), and so forth.
But I do have a fear. I fear Jelly.
And Cream. And Blancmanges, Whips and other such puddings.
I think this fear dates back to one of the earliest school memories I have. It is lunchtime at primary school, and the dessert is orange jelly. I discover I really don’t like jelly by being very sick.
I wasn’t sure whether this really qualified as really fearful, but as I was contemplating this during my walk to work one morning I was able to make myself gag just by even thinking about eating Jelly & Cream. I realised I really was now afraid of completing this.
A lunchtime supermarket trip produced the following: 1 pack of Blackcurrant Jelly, 1 Can of Cream & 1 Banana (I also really dislike Bananas).
That evening I made up the jelly.
It wasn’t set by bedtime, so I had a tasty breakfast to look forward to. Yummy.
Here it is:
Time to eat
While taking this photo I got a little cream on the back of my spoon. I put it in my mouth and gently licked a little cream… I gagged once, then again. My eyes watered slightly… Now I really didn’t want to eat this.
Perhaps I should start with some banana.
Well the Banana was pretty disgusting, but I managed to resist the urge to spit it out, and chewed a little and swallowed.
Then; Jelly & Cream.
This was worse. As soon as it was in my mouth, I just wanted to retch. I chewed slightly, and then forced myself to swallow it.
Having eaten some Jelly & Cream with Bananas, I couldn’t face eating any more. The rest ended up in the bin.
To recover from my terrifying ordeal I had some Toast & Marmelade.
I can honestly say that was one of the worst experiences of my recent memory. Never again
I am not a fussy eater. Sausages that are a couple of weeks out of date just need to be cooked a bit longer than normal (disclaimer: I am not a professional food scientist), yesterdays cold cup of tea is a fine thirst quenching beverage, I will eat random meat products that are lying around in friends kitchens (which you might find scary if you saw the kitchen in question), and so forth.
But I do have a fear. I fear Jelly.
And Cream. And Blancmanges, Whips and other such puddings.
I think this fear dates back to one of the earliest school memories I have. It is lunchtime at primary school, and the dessert is orange jelly. I discover I really don’t like jelly by being very sick.
I wasn’t sure whether this really qualified as really fearful, but as I was contemplating this during my walk to work one morning I was able to make myself gag just by even thinking about eating Jelly & Cream. I realised I really was now afraid of completing this.
A lunchtime supermarket trip produced the following: 1 pack of Blackcurrant Jelly, 1 Can of Cream & 1 Banana (I also really dislike Bananas).
That evening I made up the jelly.
It wasn’t set by bedtime, so I had a tasty breakfast to look forward to. Yummy.
Here it is:
Time to eat
While taking this photo I got a little cream on the back of my spoon. I put it in my mouth and gently licked a little cream… I gagged once, then again. My eyes watered slightly… Now I really didn’t want to eat this.
Perhaps I should start with some banana.
Well the Banana was pretty disgusting, but I managed to resist the urge to spit it out, and chewed a little and swallowed.
Then; Jelly & Cream.
This was worse. As soon as it was in my mouth, I just wanted to retch. I chewed slightly, and then forced myself to swallow it.
Having eaten some Jelly & Cream with Bananas, I couldn’t face eating any more. The rest ended up in the bin.
To recover from my terrifying ordeal I had some Toast & Marmelade.
I can honestly say that was one of the worst experiences of my recent memory. Never again
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posted by Poisøn Lake on February 5th, 2009 4:16 PM
i share your fears, i've never been able to handle the texture of jell(o/y). slime-coated badness.
posted by Raizekiel Malbrandt on February 5th, 2009 5:40 PM
Hmm... I find that quite delicious. It amazes me how palettes can differ so extermely from person to person.
posted by zer0gee on February 5th, 2009 6:26 PM
Well, I'd certainly rather eat jelly/o with bananas and cream than Fiona's duck tongues.
posted by anna one on February 5th, 2009 8:01 PM
While I may be a fan of gelatin-based deserts, with cream and bananas or without, I can certainly see why one might find it distasteful:
posted by Fiona on February 7th, 2009 4:09 AM
It always amazes me how many people are not aware of this.
posted by Leslie on February 6th, 2009 10:04 AM
My respects to you, sir, for your bravery. Eating something horrible is... well, horrible.
I don't like bananas either.
I can definitely understand the jelly and cream fear. I could never understand at kids parties why jelly and ice cream was so popular. Separately fine, but never together.
I feel less fussy though, knowing someone doesn't like bananas, or jelly, or cream.
Although you mentioned randowm meat products in certain persons kitchens. YUCK!