Lutefisk was a staple at family reunions when I was growing up. Terrible, disgusting stuff! It is marinated in lye (just like draincleaner). My grandmother (who was from Norway) used to make it three times a year. I don't think it should be considered edible, even after cooking.


>>Kimchi or lutefisk (yuck to both!)
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>I've read up on lutefisk (Tore started it, just had to look it up - maybe even the links came from him), and I'm not sure whether they can be worse than a spoonful of fish oil we had to drink once a week in the kindergarten. Yep, got strong bones, can get nice tan etc, must be that yucky fish oil - and lutefisk can't be much worse.
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>Spoiled children were frowned upon in our woods - not by adults so much, as by other kids. So not wanting to eat this or that was a measure of how much of a spoiled brat one was, and I got it into my head that when I grow up I'll eat anything. Actually, the other way around, when I'm able to eat anything, only then I'm grownup.
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>The last two items on my list are still there - sweetened coffee, too much vinegar in anything, specially salad. I've gotten used to eat raw cucumbers (not with much enthusiasm, but I can), and that was the last one off the list. And that's raw ones - pickled ones were always my favorites.
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>But now I got a few new ones that I've tried and definitely don't want to try again:
>- rye bread with caraway (seed or ground) - I love rye bread and remember it fondly, caraway just hides the taste and gets in the way; it's great for baby's water, she farts happily, not good for bread
>- most of the bread in the grocery - there's something horribly wrong when smell of the bread shelf isn't attractive; could be my nose woke up since I stopped smoking, but I just avoid passing close to that shelf; may want to do that to lose appetite - hopefully I'd lose a couple of kilos that way
>- blue cheese - never could decide whether I regurgitated already or should I expect it any minute now
>- most of the cakes and other sweets, just too much sugar, kills the taste