I'll eat anything except....

Everybody has something they hate to eat. I avoid zucchini like the plague and would rather eat cadavar than mango (smells like death anyway, so why not?)

I wonder how it happens?

Does it hark back to a traumatic experience of being force-fed as a child? Or slipping on the offending food and injuring yourself? Or touching the item when it was attached to zapping electroydes, a la Bart Simpson and the cupcake style?

I met a guy once who hated fruit and vegetables. Seriously. He couldn't stand even the smallest item of nutrition. To the extent that he would peel the two pieces of pickle from his Big Mac before eating it. I guess when he looked at a watermelon, it looked like this one.

I suppose, if you're hungry enough you'll eat anything. But my appetite disappears when I see offal of any description, deep fried bugs, chicken feet, eye balls... the list goes on.

And why force it? When there's so much stuff I love eating out there, it'd be silly to waste valuable time eating something icky? Unless you hate fruit and veg. If that's the case you should force feed yourself, or die young.