Anonymous wrote:OP here.
Thank you all for your opinions. I did decline. To clarify a few things:
-it wasn't a party, just her family having our family for dinner.
-the anxiety some of you picked up on from me was not anxiety over the food itself, but over once again rejecting her offer to host us. I know she loves to serve delicacies like goat tongue or whatever, and when her family comes to our house she happily eats whatever we serve and likes it, and we enjoy enough of an overlap of restaurants to go out to eat happily. I don't want her to worry we think her house is too dirty or something.
- I *have* tried many foods, and tried them many times. At a certain point though, don't you stop doing things you hate and just say "You know what? This is who I am" and find a way to make peace with it? At a certain point you stop going to yoga or trying to become a golfer or get your hair to look good when you blow it out or stop trying to knit people sweaters. I'm tired of burning my tongue and not being able to taste anything for two or more days.
- I'm 41. My kids like all the foods I like (except one of them objects to eating sea objects so won't eat any seafood, and one prefers her eggs cooked differently than I do). They like stuff I don't like too.
-when I'm at a sit-down dinner party, I do take a little of a few things and push them around my plate. but yes, when I'm at a party where the food is laid out and people just take as they want, I don't want to waste food by taking what I won't eat.
-I apologize if I was offensive in describing the chicken with sauce on it.
Anonymous
I say we hunt OP down and force her to eat Ethiopian--spongey delicious bread dipped in various red, green or brown sauce/paste super spicy--your butt hole will burn for days --so good!
Anonymous wrote:I suspect that a the physical reaction is psychosomatic.
Anonymous wrote:I suspect that a the physical reaction is psychosomatic.
Anonymous wrote:OP here.
Thank you all for your opinions. I did decline. To clarify a few things:
-the anxiety some of you picked up on from me was not anxiety over the food itself, but over once again rejecting her offer to host us. I know she loves to serve delicacies like goat tongue or whatever, and when her family comes to our house she happily eats whatever we serve and likes it, and we enjoy enough of an overlap of restaurants to go out to eat happily. I don't want her to worry we think her house is too dirty or something.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:OP are you an albino 7 year old? Because your taste range is so limited that you sound like a child--or a person with an actual mental health issue or a person from the middle of nowhere who lacks any sort of imagination.
Oh please. I don't agree with OP necessarily but I don't think it's a child's palate. I think it's a typical "American" palate from 30 yrs ago -- frankly I still know small town people who think of Chinese as exotic foreign food. It just seems even more odd in the DC area where most people do eat many ethnic foods, but take her back to the middle of Kansas and she'd fit in just fine.
Anonymous wrote:OP here.
Thank you all for your opinions. I did decline. To clarify a few things:
-it wasn't a party, just her family having our family for dinner.
-the anxiety some of you picked up on from me was not anxiety over the food itself, but over once again rejecting her offer to host us. I know she loves to serve delicacies like goat tongue or whatever, and when her family comes to our house she happily eats whatever we serve and likes it, and we enjoy enough of an overlap of restaurants to go out to eat happily. I don't want her to worry we think her house is too dirty or something.
- I *have* tried many foods, and tried them many times. At a certain point though, don't you stop doing things you hate and just say "You know what? This is who I am" and find a way to make peace with it? At a certain point you stop going to yoga or trying to become a golfer or get your hair to look good when you blow it out or stop trying to knit people sweaters. I'm tired of burning my tongue and not being able to taste anything for two or more days.
- I'm 41. My kids like all the foods I like (except one of them objects to eating sea objects so won't eat any seafood, and one prefers her eggs cooked differently than I do). They like stuff I don't like too.
-when I'm at a sit-down dinner party, I do take a little of a few things and push them around my plate. but yes, when I'm at a party where the food is laid out and people just take as they want, I don't want to waste food by taking what I won't eat.
-I apologize if I was offensive in describing the chicken with sauce on it.
Anonymous wrote:
- I *have* tried many foods, and tried them many times. At a certain point though, don't you stop doing things you hate and just say "You know what? This is who I am" and find a way to make peace with it?[b] At a certain point you stop going to yoga or trying to become a golfer or get your hair to look good when you blow it out or stop trying to knit people sweaters. I'm tired of burning my tongue and not being able to taste anything for two or more days.