What was your worst childhood meal?

[TheChosenTwo]

Humour me while I’m waiting for everyone to wake up!
Dc asked us yesterday what our worst meals were when we were growing up, the one where the answer to ‘what’s for dinner?’ made your heart sink!
Mine was fish pie, dc1 was lamb hotpot, mil said liver and onions and db was spaghetti bolognaise. Anyone else bored and want to add?

Liver definitely, boiled home-grown potatoes (watch out for the slugs cooked in them) and broad beans boiled grey and skins to tough to open 🤮
and another house where you weren’t allowed ‘don’t like’ or leaving food…

Semolina pudding at school - looked like sick!

Salt beef and pease pudding
Pressed tongue with a bit of salad and bread and butter - filled up on b&b. I gag now, when I think about it.

I knew several girls at school (1960's) who were made to eat liver because their DM's thought they needed extra iron. Their DB's escaped the horror of liver!

Stuffed hearts, liver, steak and kidney pie, rolled breast of lamb.......
I became vegetarian at 19.

Anything served at my primary school. Particularly Anything with those horrible diced mixed vegetables that you buy frozen

Mine was the Sunday roast - particularly roast pork and lamb. I always swore I would never eat another roast once I’d left home with the exception of turkey and occasional chicken, and have kept to that. The smell of roast potatoes still makes me heave. 😆

Sausage curry

Liver.
One of the key reasons I've been veggie for 35 years.

Cabbage and bacon 🤮

Puddings I didn’t like:
Jelly.
Trifle.
Raisins ruined puddings.
Anything involving mint, or desecrated (desiccated) coconut.

Nans brother popped by one day with some jellied eels.Less of a meal more of a Nightmare on a plate! I still remember them standing upright in this awful grey jelly.stringy and chewy Ugh .luckily Nan was an excellent cook otherwise ,Mum too and did lovely fish and chips at home.

I used to eat Heinz oxtail soup but refused to eat it after my mother said "come on you cows, dip your tails in my soup". Yuck, cows tails by their shitty arses. I wouldn't try my grandmother's favourite sliced tongue either because of cows using their tongues to lick away flies. I enjoyed roast beef and milk so I wasn't a total cow hater.

Broth. Made whenever we had had roast chicken because my father allegedly loved it. Made with stock from the carcass, carrots, onions, and pearl barley. It looked ghastly - like greasy dishwater - and tasted of nothing except entrenched misery. There was nothing to be done to alleviate the blandness other than dip a lot of bread in it. My mum’s cooking ranged from bad to indifferent but this was positively unpleasant and I wasn’t a fussy eater.

Pork chops cooked til they were bone dry and hard, boiled potatoes with no butter or any seasoning and canned peas. My father got it into his head that I was being obstinate rather than being repulsed at this and a few other meals, and would sit and shout at me as long as it took for me to finish it. More than 20 years later I can’t bring myself to try canned peas, although I love the frozen variety.

Boiled corned beef as in the non processed version. I found it so salty and lacking taste.

Yikes, I’m not surprised!
although in general as a meat eater I do believe in eating as much of an animal as possible, nose to tail eating. In theory though because in reality the offal I have tried just tastes very metallic 😭

My mum was a wonderful cook. She still is in fact. One of the only things I disliked was spam, and it was my brothers favourite so we had it fairly regularly. Plus I suspect it was easily affordable. I'd eat it as there was no alternative, and I didn't totally hate it, but I'd definitely get that "ugh" feeling when I knew it was being cooked.

I still eat liver occasionally, and faggots too.

Liver and bacon. The liver would be grilled until it was dry and powdery.

Steak and kidney pie, any sort of chop, roast lamb, and roast pork.

I can’t bear meat on the bone still, and while I happily eat things like lasagne I don’t eat “meaty meat”. I’d happily be veggie but DP likes meat so we eat a lot of chicken at home.

i remember crying over liver, it was rock solid, and I can still taste it now. We had to clear our plates and I would beg to be allowed to leave it. Even covering it ketchup didn’t help

Liver and mashed potatoes with the skin on followed by semolina pudding. Gross!!

Liver and onions, the smell - gods!!

I have never made this for my children and after the trauma of sitting at the table with cold food infront of us not being allowed to move until we had eaten, I don’t cook foods I know my children don’t like.

Meat and potato pie. It was my brother's favourite dish, smothered in brown sauce.

Because it was his favourite my Nana would make it when we visited.

At school spam fritters, this was in the days of no choice.

I spent a few years living in the Middle East as a child. A local friend made us a special meal with multiple local specialities. All delicious except 1 dish. It was goat meat, pounded so each meat strand was separated out. It had the texture and taste of human hair in paste.

Liver and onions as my mother cooked it as her mother had, aka overcooked to the point it had no taste. I was blown away when I realized if you cooked liver properly it was quite nice.

Otherwise, sweet and sour chicken. A very 80s version of it- sickly sweet and with lumps of pineapple. Hated that.

Oh, and Monday soup,.which has all the leftovers from Sunday lunch with no real thought as to what was coming out. Grim