Worst (traumatic) childhood foods.

[A.F.F.]

I remember age of nine, third grade, we had this white thick sauce floating with cubes of FAT. Not meat, fat !!! I remember I couldn't chew them and they felt disgusting in my mouth. With them we had our schoolsystem's famous "rubber" potatoes.

Our teacher at the time was this 180 cm tall woman who made Hitler feel like Mickey Mouse. We the pupils sat on the table and the teacher delivered the food for each pupil. If you were lucky, only a few cubes of fat in your portion. If you were not.... well...

I was the lucky one and I had but one cube which I could swallow. But this poor little girl from our glass got like seven to eight pieces of that fat. She cried and literally threw up but the teacher demanded that nobody leaves the table until everybody has eaten. What a merry lunch that was.... everybody cried.

I have never had that dish again after school.

[Daniel]

Creamed corn

[Tazio]

Beets!
But now I really like them! mokin:

[Malbec]

I've never liked broccoli and I'll let George Bush snr explain why:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sx5sm...eature=related

[Sonic]

Blancmange. I had the misfortune of being sent to one of those snooty private boarding schools for a few years and this stuff was served up on a daily basis - it was horrid, but the teachers seemed to think we were being given a treat.

[driveace]

Banana,s they feel like you have a mouth full of sh**.
Never ever liked them as a kid and dont eat them now either!!

[A.F.F.]

Beets!
But now I really like them! mokin:

Beets!! What are they?

[Eki]

Beets!! What are they?

Punajuuria:

http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Punajuurikas

It's good with pyttipanna:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pyttipanna

[Tomi]

Punajuuria:

http://fi.wikipedia.org/wiki/Punajuurikas

It's good with pyttipanna:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pyttipanna

And In Lindströms Beef good too.

[Easy Drifter]

Aspargras. My father loved it, in season. I didn't but could eat it.
In my late teens my mother would be at the cottage from May on. He would go up every weekend. I would often stay home to study (yeah right).
Anyway Mon. through Thurs we had it for dinner. One weekend I went to the cottage and had it Fri, Sat and Sunday. Come Monday back in the city we had it yet again and he had enough to last until Thurs.
I think it was the Wed night and I just choked on it. Had to leave the taable and was sick. Last time I ever ate the stuff.
Normally my dad would have still served to me but I guess he realized he had overdone it. It had been 10 days in a row!
Beets. I actually don't mind them but they work as a super laxative!!!!!!!!