What would you NOT eat if they paid you?

Lumpy mash.
My family also had my tearful eyes when I had to swallow a lump.

Beetroot

Otherwise I have no problem with any of the things listed here. I used to live in Troyes and andouillette de Troyes was the local speciality. Unusual but not inedible. Not unlike the local speciality to where I live now - Saumagen. Stuffed pig's stomach. Made in winter with chestnuts. Great stuff.

honestly, some of you must have made your parents lives a misery at mealtimes!

I wasnt allowed to say anything, but I think the doleful eyes were enough to spoil dinner times.

I didnt realise at the time, and i think i should have been allowed to leave the table and go without.

It would have been easier all round.

I regularly got told to leave the table right up until the week before I got married. Not for not eating, but for " carrying on"! I had to lift my plate and eat at the kitchen table on my own.

My mum was of the "you'll sit at the table for as long as it takes" school of thought.

Of course, cold rabbit tasted no better than hot.

same in our house so I learned early on to eat the stuff I didn't like first so that I could then enjoy the rest of my meal.

Bodach

I have occasionally answered the question "Do you have any specific dietary requirements?" with "I prefer large portions"...

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Baggytrazzas

Grannydarkhair, I am digressing slightly - but snotters is a really brilliant word isn't it?

I too remember people pulling whelks from shells with pins although I didn't, and in some places in Glasgow where there were outdoor markets with stalls selling cooked whelks along with a safety pin, you could not walk a single step without crunching on empty shells that were several inche's deep.

When we were kids we used to go on the beach regularly with dad,we would pick a load of Winkles and actually cook them on the beach in an old tin can,we have pins with us to eat them.BUT A big fat no to Whelks and oysters…..?.. dad would also pick Laver (Black seaweed) and he would spend hours preparing it it needed a lot of cooking and a lot of cleaning but it was bloody lovely with pepper and some bacon….(I think some people call it lava bread)

Maybe I'm getting my whelks and winkles mixed up, lol

Baggytrazzas

You can stick them anywhere you like

We used to collect them as children, boil them and eat them with vinegar.

I can't think of much that would induce me to do that now.

Oopsadaisy1

Gefelta fish, had it in Israel during a festival and was forced to eat it as I was surrounded by locals who were very proud of it.

Eels and the liquor

Frogs legs or any other bits of a frog.

Anything that lives in a shell.

Tripe, brains, chitterlings.

How much money are we talking about? I’m sure if I held my nose and shut my eyes I could eat most things for a few squillion £ s

£25…?

MissA Your mashed potato story reminded me of when my granddaughter was little she had a friend round for tea. Her mum (my DD) gave them sausages and mash. The little friend said to my DD 'Your mashed potatoes are lovely. Much nice than my mum's. I prefer them with lumps in like yours'.

Another backhanded compliment!

I’ve just been thinking,my dad used to eat half a pigs head and also pigs trotters and I think he would make brawn after cooking the pigs head….. but my dad would eat anything even roadkill… And he lived to be 87…?

I used to pick winkles on the beach with my dad as well, Shinamae, as well as collecting sea coal. Happy days!

Our parents must have got a bit of peace while we worked our way through the winkles with our little pins. Though I wouldn't dare give them to the grandsons now - I was in enough bother when one of them swallowed his bubble gum (I thought it was a chewy sweet when I let him get it from a machine).

I remember being given a single winkle in a slice of bread, and that moment when my teeth clamped down on said winkle..

My mum saying "Just swallow it!" Tears again, I'm afraid.

There are one or two things people have mentioned that I haven’t tried (e.g. frog’s legs), but most of the ‘hated’ things are favourites of mine. Tripe, whelks/winkles, ox tongue…..yum! The only food I really don’t enjoy would be butterbeans, but I do eat them if we’re dining out and I’m given them.

I remember being given butterbeans as a vegetable when I was a child visiting an aunt. They were out of a tin, with no sauce, just mushy orangey-beige butterbeans.

I was horrified, but because we knew we had to eat everything other people gave us, didn't dare leave them, so I 'hid' them one at a time under the tablecloth . When we'd finished, my aunt took off the cloth to shake it out and revealed the pile of butterbeans in front of my seat at the table.

I don't like butter beans, either. cries
Well, I could and would eat them if necessary, so they're not in the same category as fluffy wabbits, and chicky doodles.

Baggytrazzas

honestly, some of you must have made your parents lives a misery at mealtimes!

Yup. Many a day spent staring at food on my plate as it got colder and more inedible. My mum was a great cook and a fantastic baker but I was really fussy. I still am. I have been invited to an afternoon tea; have to request no.butter, vegetarian fillings only and you wouldn't believe what a drama this is. But it shouldn't be.

anything made with goats milk; boiled milk; Manchester tart; custard or rice pudding with skin; kidney

Cod roe, my Mum loved it but the smell alone is enough to put anyone off.

Grannynannywanny

^Tongue - how could you taste something that may well be tasting you back? ^

MissAdventure I remember as a small child my Gran used to buy an ox tongue from the butcher. She boiled it, placed it between 2 plates and put a heavy brick on top to compress the meat. It was left like that for days. Then sliced for sandwiches. I can still remember how disgusted I felt as a curious 4 year old when I asked what it was. It was the set up with the brick that made me ask or I’d have been none the wiser ?

Bizarrely, I used to eat the stuff - I knew it was called TONGUE, but never related the actual word to being a tongue from an animal! Not eaten it since I knew what it was though!

Eels, snails, frogs legs, hot milk puddings like tapioca, sago, semolina, rice pudding as I cannot abide the smell of them, custard the same, but the one thing that most people would eat and I can't even go near is BUTTER, or even worse, margarine (particularly Flora!) Not entirely sure why, but apparently I did use to eat Lurpack neat out of the fridge as a child - I am almost phobic about the stuff now, although it's ok in a cake for example, cooked ....