I have always said, the list of things I don't like is WAY longer than the stuff I actually do like. It's pretty sad and I'm a little ashamed that I have that many taste aversions. I should bring it up to my therapist even if I know the answer to it.
For instance, liver and onions. My mom made us eat that touting it as a healthy food, etc. I'm sure it's healthy but ugh. The BNC and my mom are the only 2 people I know who eat it willingly. However, if you didn't it what mom made, you didn't eat at all. She was the type to say she was not a short order cook. We knew this and thus made requests while out grocery shopping. Needless to say, I chose spaghetti a lot. Damnit, I still do.
And for my 80s reference of the day, with no DeLorean sightings lately, is it bad to want to make armour for my cat so he can be Battle Cat, from He-Man, for Halloween?