Most hated foods.
All this talk of placenta eating reminds me of liver and ergo, food I really hate.
I was out last night having a perfectly good meal of steak and mushroom pie (which I was eating very carefully one substance at a time-don't ask) and a side order of mixed vegetables, when suddenly I noticed a curious metalic taste. I chewed on, slowly at first, but gradually I had to stop.
Because I was at a table of work people I couldn't start spitting into a napkin, so I had no option but to leap up with a loud clatter of cutlery and say 'Exthuuss meth' and hurry, okay, sprint to the bathroom. There, after I practically shoved one woman aside, I proceeded to be very sick indeed. I was still in the bathroom washing my tongue in the vile tasting tap water when one of the directors of the company I had been talking to came in to see if I was all right.
'Are you all right?' She asked.
'Yeth.' I said trying hard not to sluice and spit and gargle all at the same time. I swallowed the water. My throat closed before I could sneak it past. It came back up. I blinked desperately at her.
'You're pregnant aren't you?' She said with a warm 'we're all women here' smile. 'I used to get morning sickness like this, in the evenings, ho ho ho.
'No.' I replied, heaving the water into sink despite her pressence, 'not pregnant, cabbage.'
'Cabbage, I don't like cabbage, it makes me sick. There was cabbage in my mixed veg.' I said running my wrists under the cold water and trying not to think about it.
'Are you allergic to it?'
'No, I just don't like it.'
'It makes me sick.'
'Right.' She looked at my pale sweating face and smiled stiffly. 'Well, I'll...best get back out there.'
'Be right with you.' I nodded, still with my hands under the water.
After she left, I shook my hands, rinsed and spat some more, reapplied my makeup, ignored the woman I had shoved who came out out of the stall and glared at me, and tried to dry the sweat at the nape of my neck.
I have avoided cabbage most of my adult life. My mother made me eat it once when I was three and said that if I didn't 'finish what was on my plate'I wasn't coming to the beach with her. So I ate it. And then proceeded to spray her, the siblings, the interior of the car and myself with it before we had even made it out of the drive. We didn't get to go to the beach that day.
Damn you Mother!
It can't be just me...there surely must be some foods people can't tolerate. Oh and tuna, I can't eat it, I've tried countless times, it's healthy and goes with pasta, but I can't, I really can't.
Speaking of vomiting...
HOLLYWOOD TAT= Tom Crusie & Katie Holmes welcome their daughter into the world. She is called Suri, which means Princess in Klingon.
Congrats also to Brooke Shields and hubby and new baby girl Grier. Ironic that both spogs popped out around the same time. I hope these babies actually exist.