This is quite an interesting topic, and though there are not too many things that I dislike to eat ( or even swallow), I decided to see if there was something that my stomach could do without, and guess what, my stomach has been growling out answers like a bottled genie waiting for freedom! I am a strict vegetarian, ( except for the occasional gnaws at people’s brains!), and can tolerate most ’ghaas-phoos’ except...lemme see...
1.) MILK :- Ah, how I feel proud to see my most hated enemy top he list. the mere sight of plain, white, pure milk ( or even for that matter milk with added flavours, or the milk in kheer) makes me wonder how people can not just tolerate, but ’love’ drinking the....Urgh! what is worse, my husband is the buffalo of our house, cause at any given moment if you dissect his tummy, you’ll find gallons of milk in his ’swimming pool’ !
2.) MAKHANA :- Well I don’t know the exact english term for it, but I guess I can only describe it as lotus-seeds. its something that we north-indians use to make kheer ( yucks again!) or sweets, or even eat it after roasting it in ghee and adding salt to it. in either form, the taste is just .... forgetable!
3.) RASAM :- for no reason in specific, I seem to dislike drinking spiced dal-water, and forgive me, but whenever I look at it at a dinner table, I cannot help remembering having seen certain people mixing it with minimum rice, and eating the grub with their most ’ dripping’ hands, in the most abominable way at tirupati, a few years ago.
4.) KERALA FOOD :- At last this is one place where my husband and I agree till ’eternity do us apart’! i’m really sorry, but I can’t imagine how one can eat all that stuff. I tried it once, and the taste of coconut oil was so predominant, that all through I felt like my host had cooked my food in Parachute hair oil, and I was feeding my insides with some real nourishing stuff, that might help grow lush hair on the insides of my stomach someday-- my claim to the Guiness Book!
5.) GUJARATI FARSAN :- I once read that to make dhoklas and phapdas soft and fluffy, some people add detergent powders to the batter, in typically traditional gujarati homes. No wonder whenever I had eaten any of the soda-farsans, the image of nirma washing soda had subconsciously conjured in my mind, on every single instance. and the article was the last straw. today, I am married to a gujarati, but I am divorced for life from the gujarati phapdas, ghatiyaas, and dhoklas.
You know lots of things are coming un my mind, and I wish I could write about ten thousand things that I cannot condemn my tongue or stomach to eat, but the taste of my mouth is already turning so sour, that I guess I need to take a break, and so sniff the Fridge, for something palatable to appease my angered gustatory sense!