It's getting tough out there. Feeling the pinch?

Elisheba

newlywed said:

Every now and again we were prompted to just try it this time…tastes change.

used to hate aubergine in my teens but will happily eat it now

I was the same with olives.  Absolutely love them now, but wouldn't touch them prior to being about 20 odds.

Elisheba

Floss said:

newlywed said:

…tastes change.

used to hate aubergine in my teens but will happily eat it now

I agree - I hated gin when first going out aged 17/18, but love it now! And back then I used to drink brandy & Babycham or sweet white wine 🤮

I'm sure I've seen a comedy sketch about all the women drinking brandy & Babycham back in the day, and it being absolutely lethal  .  Might have been Janey Godley but not sure.

Floss

Elisheba said:

Floss said:

newlywed said:

…tastes change.

used to hate aubergine in my teens but will happily eat it now

I agree - I hated gin when first going out aged 17/18, but love it now! And back then I used to drink brandy & Babycham or sweet white wine 🤮

I'm sure I've seen a comedy sketch about all the women drinking brandy & Babycham back in the day, and it being absolutely lethal  .  Might have been Janey Godley but not sure.

it was, and was relatively cheap - we are talking early 80s here!

elsien

Elisheba said:

newlywed said:

Every now and again we were prompted to just try it this time…tastes change.

used to hate aubergine in my teens but will happily eat it now

I was the same with olives.  Absolutely love them now, but wouldn't touch them prior to being about 20 odds.

I used to dislike olives, possibly because parent was always saying how horrible they were. Then I went on holiday and a dish of them was plonked on the table while waiting for lunch, I was starving and desperate, and by the time I got to the end of the dish I was thinking "these really aren't that bad."  

Fish, other than fresh prawns, smoked salmon and tinned tuna (in oil, not brine!) is still a no-no. Tastes too fishy.
Parent used to try to get us to eat swordfish by telling us it was pork -  all that achieved was to brand her a liar.

Wednesday2000

I've totally gone off olives and Brussels sprouts. I used to love both. I think it is from having Covid a few times.

Brambling

I'm not fond of liquorice but I love fennel  either roasted or raw sliced really thin and made into a salad with a light dressing.  I find that roasting it as with a lot of veg does change the taste and it isn't so aniseedy

Olives I tried once as a teen and hated them and then didn't try until i was 30 and loved them, the second time i think was helped by sitting in the Italian sunshine was a glass of white 

My mum was another one who boiled her veg to death, I once as a adult dared to argue with her that carrots didn't need to go on at noon if we weren't eating until 1pm.  I don't eat white cabbage unless raw in coleslaw probably due to my mum cooking it to death after washing it 3 or 4 times and my dad making us sit until we finished what was on our plate, cold it was even worse and I was as stubborn as him! and 50 years later i still think it is unfair to make 2 children sit with 5 veg on their plates and feed my extremely fussy sister a completely different meal with the only vegetable peas.  We had no money growing up and my dad grew most of the veg we ate and often it was hunt the meat

CCW007

I was into my thirties before I would touch red wine, blue cheese, dark chocolate or olives - now love them.

The only dish I eat fennel is an italian coleslaw which is amazing and you can't taste aniseed - @Brambling , combines fennel and raw coleslaw:

Italian Fennel Coleslaw | Punchfork 

thriftwizard

My mother used to boil Dad's home-grown cabbages until she was quite sure they (and any possible inhabitants) were dead - usually about half an hour. She'd add a teaspoon of bicarb to preserve the colour, and generally soaked them in Milton for half an hour before commencing the dreaded cooking process, to be on the safe side. Spuds would generally have dissolved and sometimes even caramelised on the bottom of the pan of their own accord. Our teens resounded to frantic cries of, "It doesn't look like that in Delia!" and "But no-one said you had to put the oven on!"

It was only recently that I discovered that, as a grammar school girl in wartime, she'd never been taught to cook, either at school (Latin & calculus instead!) or at home, by her grandmother, who reasoned there was no room for error, feeding 5 on the ration. So she woke up on her first morning as a 21-year-old bride in 1947 in a total panic; she knew my Dad loved his egg & bacon breakfast, but she had less than no idea how to cook it! And as a young vicar's wife, expected to entertain regularly, she found that recipe books might as well have been written in a different language - "First bone & roll your joint" - if you didn't have the background knowledge they expected.

So she was thrilled when the new "supermarkets" took all the agony out of it and presented her with ready meal options instead. Vesta curry, anyone?! Luckily our aunt, a retired school cook, took my brother & I under her wing & instilled the basics by making it all seem like creative fun; both of us cook & preserve for ourselves to this day. And Mum has safely come to rest in a very nice care home, where they do all the cooking for her!

annieb64

My mother used to smother most veg in white sauce.She even served carrots in white sauce. I love most vegetables but still hate plain white sauce.

Wicked_Lady

annieb64 said:

My mother used to smother most veg in white sauce.She even served carrots in white sauce. I love most vegetables but still hate plain white sauce.

My gran used to do that with marrow. It was boiled then served on a piece of toast and smothered in white sauce.