I don't like bread. It's honestly one of the only foods I won't eat (Along with strawberries which bring me out in hives), but since childhood my family have treated me as if I'm the world's fussiest eater because of it. If I was ever invited for tea anywhere they'd tell the parents "Oh, but she's really fussy you know. She doesn't like BREAD." and even now as an adult it seems to be brought up at every single family gathering, told to nieces and nephews and younger cousins as a "Look at how fussy Contiki is!" story. My sister doesn't like rice but there has never been a big deal made out of that.
I've never understood it. It's just one food. Surely it's no different than not liking rice? It's a bit pathetic to admit, and I know I need to get a grip, but as a kid I used to find it really upsetting that they always made such a big deal of it and even as an adult it annoys me.
So the question is AIBU to think that disliking bread doesn't mean I'm a really fussy eater?