I eat black licorice.
I eat almost everything that bleeds and twitches... so, yeah.
edited 29th Sep '13 4:43:49 PM by TAPETRVE
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.I love good old-fashioned custard pudding. Especially the thin, elastic "cover" that forms on it after a while. Everyone I know, except my mum or people from my grandparents' generation, absolutely detests it. Most people, if they make custard at all, apparently take special measures to prevent the cover from forming. When I was little, I saw a musical number on some children's TV programme about a girl who didn't want to visit her aunt anymore - she loved her aunt, she really did, but she just couldn't bear to eat custard with a cover sheet, which the aunt would always make for dessert.
I don't like olives, coffee, red wine, Brussels sprouts, chicory, or any seafood that isn't fish. Most other things I'll eat or drink without complaint.
Mache dich, mein Herze, rein...I remember in middle school when we were studying Australia, our teacher brought in some Vegemite for the class to try. I was one of the only two students in my class that actually liked it.
I love fried Mars Bars.
Yes, they exist. And yes, they are fattening. So, I have them very rarely.
"Did you expect somebody else?"The issue with Vegemite is that people spread it too thick. It's not peanut butter or Nutella, it has to be spread sparsely.
Never had any Vegemite, but I heard it's supposed to be a bit less intense in taste than the British Marmite (which I love).
edited 17th Oct '13 5:04:38 AM by TAPETRVE
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.It is, Tape - it's not quite watered down as it simply just doesn't hit you so hard.
Mallard, you'll be amazed what people do with Marmite. It's like it's a sweet tea and they go for as much sugar as they can.
"Did you expect somebody else?"Well, I once ate Marmite directly from the jar like others have their Nutella, so there's really no limit .
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.
My sister hates pickles. Especially the smell.
So naturally I eat them whenever I get the chance.
Burn the land and boil the sea, you can't take the sky from me.