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Those commercials scare the crap out of me.

I lurve onions! My soups and pasta sauces are not complete without onions. Nothing is, really. I feel the same way about garlic. When I first got together with my husband he had a serious aversion to onions, claiming that he was allergic. I didn't inform him that I added onions to almost everything I would cook. No hives, no swelling, no anaphylactic shock. Not allergic. Turns out his mom just made him eat them in some awful dish she used to make so he thought he hated them in all things. I fixed that!

I had never heard of cream cheese and jelly sandwiches until I read Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs. I wanted to try it but never got around to it. I don't think it was very common in the south in the late 80's early 90's.

When I was little I would eat salted carrots when I watched tv. I also loved maple syrup. We even have pictures of me sitting on a little stool with the syrup bottle turned up.

She probably realized that the majority did not jump on her bandwagon and therefore didn't want to campaign anymore.

I have a one year old son and another on the way. If it turns out that either of my boys are allergic to peanuts then they will be informed not to trade lunches or to take anything offered to them, albeit in a nice way. I respect that some people have allergies but it is just inconsiderate to expect everyone to bow to those allergies.

I can understand the school cafeteria being nut-free but you can't presume to dictate what individuals bring for themselves to eat.

Mushrooms. God help me.

When I was growing up, my mother cooked dinner every night and we rarely went out to eat from what I recall. My husband's family went out even less than mine did, which, to me, explains why he likes to eat out so much now.

My MIL was for the most part a single mother, even though she was married (deadbeat husband, you know the story). My husband remembers that she would make chicken and yellow rice and they would eat it for days. Nothing to dress it up, just chicken and rice. He has raved about some of the things she used to make so I have made each of them. According to him, my versions blow hers out of the water. I owe it all to seasoning and know-how.

I love trying new foods, but unfortunately in this God-forsaken corner of the world there is NO new food. My favorite restaurant is a Middle Eastern place in New Orleans. I would kill to have some of that right now. Here we have your ubiquitous steak houses, and AMericanized chinese and mexican.

I guess this is just a Daddy staple! It was the only meal my dad ever cooked for us. It was just ground beef in a peppery gravy. I never realized how much I missed it until now.

I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that Cassaendra does not have children. Nor does twoojoe.

I have an 11 month old son and he is very well-behaved at restaurants, even though he cannot yet walk or run around. If he could, he would not be allowed. Even if he starts acting up or being loud now, we will leave or take him out or both. It wasn't so long ago that my husband and I were the people snarling at nearby kids' deplorable behavior. We don't want to be bothered so we don't want anyone else to be either. However, deliberately assaulting a child is taking it too far. And might I add that if you do not put a halt to such behavior you may very well find yourself on the receiving end of legal action and rightly so.

I have never tried it, but my husband loves it. There's just something about drinking eggs that puts me off.

My son had carrots for his first meal. Now he is obsessed with gravy, potato soup, baked beans, and any pickles he can steal from me.

@kjgibson, how then precisely does one make buttercream without butter and sugar? I'm quite perplexed.

I can recall being in high school, but for me it began in eighth grade. I went to great lengths not to let anyone in a social situation catch me eating. So much so that one of my teachers threatened me that if I didn't eat at least an apple at lunch that she was going to stage some kind of intervention. She even talked to my mother about it, but my mother knew that I ate at home. I don't understand why teenage girls don't want people to see them eating. I don't think I really understood it then either, it was just how I felt. I must've eaten bushels of apples.

Even at 120 pounds I still thought I was fat.

@huneybumper, the sweet/unsweet tea debacle is an issue to those north of the Mason-Dixon line when they journey south. Also those who live south that go north. In Florida, though, if you ask for tea, it is generally unsweetened.

Being from Georgia, I can't tell you the shock I had upon ordering tea at the Waldorf when I was in NY. It came hot, unsweetened, and in a cup with a saucer. What I wanted was cold, sweet, and in a glass. Live and learn.

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