Picky eater, I was

I was a picky eater like most kids.  My mom would make us stay at the table until we finished our food.  For example, I didn't used to like egg yolk of a boiled egg, but I do now.  I like most foods now.  I don't know why, but maybe I've outgrown being picky.

 

My mom told me this story a few years ago: When I came home after elementary school, I tried to hide my sandwich in the kitchen garbage.  I don't know why I didn't throw it away when I was at school.  Not a smart little girl was I, huh?

 

One of my friends asked me what I don't like since she offered to cook dinner this time.  Off the top of my head, in no particular order:

• horseradish (which is contained in grey poupon mustard, shrimp cocktail sauce, and wasabi)
• raw onions (tastes gross and I don't need bad breath, but grilled/sauteed is delectable)
• bittermelon (She asked what's that?  I answered, "melon that is bitter and gross.")

There might be a few other things on the list.  What's your distaste?