No, I actually liked the onions and bacon she fried with the liver. Just couldn’t stand the liver-taste and texture both grossed me out.
My mom made lukewarm lumpy reconstituted powdered milk and runny scrambled eggs complete with eggshells. Couldn’t leave the table till they were finished. I spent several days staring at them because I didn’t put the food in my mouth and rush to the bathroom like my sibs. Many of us can’t eat scrambled eggs–some won’t eat ANY eggs as adults. Breakfast was NOT a happy time.
Oh, my mom tried to save money by stretching the milk with powdered milk, which made the whole lot undrinkable.
Blech.
It wasn’t until I met H, whose father was a milkman, and who grew up eating butter, whole milk and ice cream, instead of powdered milk, margarine and ice milk, that I learned to like dairy.
( of course I can’t tolerate it now anyway…)
I can’t eat watermelon. If it even touches something else, the other thing is tainted and becomes unedible. Even artificially flavored strawberry and watermelon. Ugh.
Rabbit
Offal/Organ meats, with the exception of the occasional pate & Liverwurst sandwiches when I was little. Keep your brains, liver, heart, tongue, tripe, sweetbreads away from me.
Black pudding
I’ve had oysters once. That’s enough.
No eels (those eels were snakes, Hen-er-ry my son)
Raw/undercooked fish
Pea pods
I’d be happy to never eat another green pea again
Butter beans
Creamed corn
My mom cooked the life out of most vegetables and it took until adulthood for me to eat brussell sprouts, eggplant, and beets w/o gagging.
No way to cook peas to smell or taste decently to me. Even spicy Indian forms. The smell, taste and texture. Ruins dishes for me unless they are a mere 1% of the mouthful (ie a large bite with plenty to hide them). Cleaning H’s pea soup bowl almost gags me- so much for being nice/helpful. At least whole peas don’t release as much odor.
Liver is a close second. I can’t believe some small town restaurants have it on their menu- for elderly, not us old people.
Cilantro tastes like soap? How do you know that? How many times was your mouth washed out for bad words… Another parenting practice of the 60’s.
I understand disliking egg yolks- I now dispose of them when making them for myself, although scrambled works for me when out.
For the people who dislike eggs (like I do), Have you tried this: http://www.bodybuilding.com/store/ewi/liquidew.html ?
I think most people have had soap accidentally splash into their mouth that they know what it tastes like, without having had their mouths washed out with soap.
I was threatened many times as a child to have my mouth washed out with soap, but I can’t remember if it ever actually happened. If it did, I’ve repressed it. 
I won’t eat peas by themselves, but if they are mixed in with something I can get them down. Pea soup looks like vomit, blech.
I remember my room mate once was delighted with some fresh peas she acquired. She cooked them until they were as over cooked as canned peas and thought they were wonderful. I was so sad they were over cooked when they could have been great and crisp. We never ate together much.
I went on a family cruise a few years ago. My dad tricked me into eating Rocky Mountain Oysters and I’m not talking about seafood!
I still haven’t forgiven him. #-o
Oh, and idk if this makes me weird, but I HATE rice.
Yea, I’d be upset if tricked into eating something I didn’t want too.
^ What did they taste like?
They tasted like liver and despite the crunchy outside, the inside was kinda rubbery.
I’m a really adventurous eater but I really don’t like Brussels sprouts. I’ve had them in a restaurant roasted once and they weren’t bad, but I’ve never been able to replicate it at home. I also can’t eat organ meats. But almost everything else is fair game. We had some great grilled octopus this past weekend in Spain!
“I find that some curries taste like soap…so maybe it’s the cilantro in it?”
If you bite into a shred of lemongrass, you may get a flavor like lemon dishwashing liquid.
There are things I don’t prefer, but virtually nothing I won’t eat if served unless (1) I believe it’s unsafe or (2) it’s too hot with chile pepper. I tried for years to develop a higher tolerance for chile pain, and it hasn’t gone much of anywhere. Vegemite and natto are just about the only things I’ve tried and immediately given up on.
If we move from food to beverages, I hate coffee, and there are many kinds of alcohol I don’t like, especially hoppy beer.
Liver, beets, powdered milk, organ meats (though I like haggis), canned veggies.
Haggis ! I saw it everywhere on menus when we were in Scotland a few years ago…we decided to try it, but the last place we ate there didn’t have it , oddly…I wasn’t that disappointed really 
LOVE hoppy beer!
Interesting the kick of 60s canned foods being so popular, if you have any of those “church lady” or junior league or women’s club spiral bound cookbooks of the 60s, they specify canned everything-beans, peas, sweet potatoes, potatoes, onions, etc. I don’t know why it was too difficult to get fresh produce back then?!
I used to be required to eat a certain number of peas and would hide them under the seat cushions and later flush them down the toilet. I don’t mind them in things, fried rice, soups, stews, but don’t care for just a serving of peas.
" I don’t know why it was too difficult to get fresh produce back then?!"
Harder to ship out of season fruits and veggies cross country, maybe - so only had fresh when they were in season? I know when we first moved from New haven to Syracuse you could not get any fresh fish at all, only frozen.
I have cousins in one family who all still love canned veggies. Gives us a few laughs when the subject comes up.