It was dog food. Beef livers with onions in a can. You open it up and it looks like vomit.
When I eat, I have to chop up everything on the plate and stir it all together. It devastates my mom. Everyone at the table is like, 'That looks like cat vomit.' And I stir my Coke with a spoon until it's flat.
I've always joked that my food memoirs will be titled 'Brutta ma Buona,' the phrase Italians use to describe food that's delicious but rustic-looking at best: ugly but good.
I think oysters are overrated, and I don't love the texture.
Well, there are certain foods that I prefer not to eat because they're just such a jolt to the system.
I love anchovies in sauces, but on their own, they're repellent: their lurid pink bodies spook me out.
Plain sugar cookies, no matter how well they are made, are a bit boring to me.
I hate banana bread. It's too suspicious-looking. I always thought the cooked banana looked like insect legs.
