Sunday, January 12, 2014

Picky Eater Blues


I am one of the pickiest eaters you will ever meet. Growing up I hated trying new foods. My parents would have to bribe me with desert for me to try just one bite of everything on my plate. This was typically followed by a dramatic scene where I gag and prove to my parents I didn’t like what they forced me to eat. Dinner was always a match to see who would win: me or the food? Typically I got out of eating the stuff I didn’t like; however, there were occasions where I was forced to eat more than a bite of everything before I was allowed to leave the table. This process grew tiresome to my parents and eventually wore them out to the point where I could get away with just eating a PB&J for dinner.

I’d like to say my diet has changed over the years, but that would be a lie. I eat more carbs than any other food group, most of which is pasta (minus the sauce). I love fruits and vegetables for the most part (except any vegetable that would usually show up in a salad). When my mom used to make chicken for dinner, she would make me a separate breast with absolutely no seasoning or dressing because I wouldn’t eat it otherwise. I still to this day dislike seasoning or spice of any kind. I hate any type of peanut butter mixed with chocolate, which apparently seems to be a strange combination to dislike. The list goes on and on and only makes cooking even more difficult for this college kid.

Not only am I a picky eater, but I cannot cook to save my life. This pretty much rules out me cooking any type of meat that can’t be heated up in the microwave for dinner.  I once tried to make hard boiled eggs, which shouldn’t be too difficult, and managed to screw that up. I left the room while they were boiling and came back because I heard a cracking sound. One of the eggs was on the floor from exploding out of the pot. I looked in the pot and no water was left and burn marks on the bottom. It’s safe to say I won’t be making those again.

 
I love food, I really do; however, the spread of food I like is small and limited.

6 comments:

  1. You sound a lot like my 2 year old daughter lol. Except she won't even have PB&J's anymore. At least you're getting fruits and vegetables in though.

    ReplyDelete
  2. I can totally relate to being a picky eater. To this day I still do not like a lot of vegetables especially lettuce and tomatoes. The boiled eggs story was funny to read, but you will never get better at cooking unless you do it more often. :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. I am not a picky eater but I do understand where you are coming from. There are certain foods that I absolutely can NOT eat because of the texture. I used to pretend to eat what was in front of me, spit it in my napkin, then feed it to my dog. Simple as that, but my mom still seems to think I enjoy corn (this was one of the few foods I don't like to eat).

    ReplyDelete
  4. I totally feel you. I am such a picky eater too! I work at Jimmy John's and have only two subs (that I specialize a LOT) that I will eat. And my diet is carbs, carbs, sugar, and carbs...with the occasional salad thrown in.

    As for cooking, I was thankful enough to have a dad who knew how to cook and a mom who knew how to bake. Try looking at recipes online! They are super helpful!

    ReplyDelete
  5. I totally know how you feel about not being able to make a boiled egg, I can't do it to save my life!! My little sister is just like you, so picky and only eats PB&J's!! As long as you know how to make the foods that you like then you will be okay and a good cook!

    ReplyDelete
  6. Maybe such a picky eater should start finding ways to cook things that she likes... :)

    ReplyDelete