Food you associate with bad experiences. - Food you never want because it reminds you of something.

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We all have one. A perfectly nice bit of food that you never want to eat because of a mental connection to a bad experience.

I hate KitKat bars since I associate them with being stuck in school events, as those were the snack of choice. My mind just associates it with mindless tedium. I also don't eat whipped cream ever since I learned that it is a fetish for some fat people. The thought of Nikocado Avocado eating it really puts me off ever wanting to touch it.
 
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Cheese.

I was forced when I was a kid to eat some weird fucking cheese, puked all over the place. Never ate it again.

Even the smell makes me gag. It also ended up spreading to most milk products.
 
Cheese pizza with kale, why you ask? Because one time a caterpillar was on a piece of said kale and the thought of a caterpillar boiling in the pizza grease is enough to get me to gag (and I didn’t even experience this incident first hand, it actually happened to my brother!).
 
I used to be ok with pineapples on my pizza when I was younger, though it was never my go-to pie.
At some point I had the misfourtune of trying a frozen hawaiian pizza from (I think) Trader Joe's where the pineapple was starting to go bad, it had a harsh metallic flavor that ruined the whole pizza. I was able to get through it after picking the putrid pineapple pieces off, but I haven't touched hawaiian pizza since due to Pineapple Pizza PTSD
 
I used to like pineapple, but in 2011 I mistook a 0.5l bottle of pineapple concentrate for pineapple juice. Drank half the bottle because I am a retard.
 
Vienna sausages remind me of all the times I didn't have a real lunch for a trip. It was a can of those, bread, and maybe a sad piece of fruit.
 
Instant noodles. In 2010 I ate one of those big-ass things of instant noodles that's actually two servings and had a big bag of salt-and-pepper flavored chips and the sodium bomb jacked my blood pressure way up for hours, it was super uncomfortable. Luckily I was young and I made it through OK without medical intervention but it fucking sucked and I haven't touched instant noodles since.

Also, drinkable soup in a cup because I burned my tongue really badly on one only a few months before I had that instant noodles experience.
 
Shrimp Scampi. Didn't eat it but my shipmates sure did, and half the ship got sick, which was an experience unto itself. The entire reason I didn't eat any was because of the foul stench it was emitting from way down the serving line. I'll never forget it, and I have sworn off of most seafood since.
 
Hotdogs. I ate one in a sandwich in a birthday party and it instantly gave me hyperacidity. Inflammed the bottom part of my esophagus for a good three days. Most likely the reason why I try to avoid processed shit from then on.
 
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Shrimp Scampi. Didn't eat it but my shipmates sure did, and half the ship got sick, which was an experience unto itself. The entire reason I didn't eat any was because of the foul stench it was emitting from way down the serving line. I'll never forget it, and I have sworn off of most seafood since.
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I'm glad you had your common sense and a good sense of smell...it's saved me a few times. I don't know how people can't pick up on the smell of bad seafood even if it's cooked in garlic and butter like scampi. It just smells off, especially the bottom feeders and filter feeders like shrimp, catfish, oysters, etc.

Any piece of meat, fish or arthropod lets you know when it's going bad and spectacularly so, we evolved our senses of smell and taste to protect against that.

For me, I really can't think of any. I had rotavirus as a kid and got really sick, in fact hospitalized for it, but there were no particular consequences I'm aware of on my part other than being really focused on food safety and prevention of foodborne/waterborne illnesses. Come to think of it I can't recall a time I've ever actually had food poisoning, I got norovirus after a wedding about a decade ago but that was my own mistake (sharing a drink with Patient Zero).
 
Grilled Cheese with Ham. Ate it as a child during a stomach flu. I also can't eat KitKats because of Little League. You could never sell the whole box since everyone was in Little League. So, you had to buy and eat them yourself.
 
For me, it's peas and carrots where the carrots are ridged.

When I was 11, I ended up with food poisoning after eating bad Stove Top Stuffing. When throwing up 🤢, the peas and carrots came up undigested. To this day, I still can't eat peas and carrots together because the pair is permanently associated with food poisoning and throwing up.
 
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For me, it's peas and carrots where the carrots are ridged.

When I was 11, I ended up with food poisoning after eating bad Stove Top Stuffing. When throwing up 🤢, the peas and carrots came up undigested. To this day, I still can't eat peas and carrots together because the pair is permanently associated with food poisoning and throwing up.
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I had the same thing for blue Powerade energy drink. As a kid the idea of blue juice was so cool, I wished I could just drink it forever. I found out the hard way that it wasn't a good idea.
 
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When I was very young I got a burger from Del Taco. The patty fell on the disgusting tile floor and my mom wanted me to eat it still. I have not eaten at Del Taco to this day.
 
Stew. I hated it as a kid, there were numerous things about the texture that really aggravated my sensory issues, and while my father is a decent cook, I've just never really liked his food very much. We have very different taste profiles. Unfortunately, for many years my parents were financially stressed, so it was a regular occurrence for a single batch of stew to be the entire family's meal for the week. Being the selfish autist that I am, I made my parents' lives hell for that and I sincerely regret this now that I'm adult. I realised many years ago that being able to eat every day, and a balanced meal at that, is actually a massive privilege.

Still utterly refuse to eat anyone's stew made with any recipe, ever. It's poverty food, and it sends me right back to when I was a kid, trying to choke down food that made my scrambled brain scream, "It's poison, get it out of your mouth!"

Two extra things that also affected both my sibling and I is my father's violent hatred of mango and coconut. I found I actually liked fresh coconut, and my father bitching about the smell is a bonus. It took me many years to like mango, however, and even now I can only eat mango if it's in something. I cannot eat a fresh mango. My sibling's spouse has said how strange it was that she had to teach my sibling to like mango, because he'd picked up my father's aversion to it and had carried it for all of his life. For the record, I suspect that my father is actually mildly allergic to mango. The coconut thing is personal taste.

I tried to eat a persimmon once. My mouth went numb, my lips tingled and my tongue started to burn. Two bites in and I threw it away. Maybe it was unripe or something, but I have a voice in the back of my head that tells me, "Yeah, nah, don't eat that shit again."
 
When I was little I made banana pudding and the milk must have been sour or something, IDK, but it was clumpy and not right. It made me about as sick as I've ever been. Three days non-stop throwing up. So I haven't been able to eat any instant pudding since.

Split pea soup. I associate it with my grandmother as it was one of her favorites and she was basically already dead the entire time I knew her and very crazy. Just the smell reminds me of having to hang out with what amounted to a living corpse.

Any 'pizza' flavored thing (not pizza itself). Artificial pizza flavor tastes exactly like every drunken vomit session I've ever had.
 
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