I have never been as adventurous an eater as they are. There are some things that will never pass my lips. I'm not even talking about Andrew Zimmerman's bizarre delicasies or Anthony Bourdain's still-beating heart of a cobra. And even Chris is put off by the idea of balut, a Southeast Asian treat of fertilized duck embryo boiled alive and eaten in the shell.
There are common, everyday American foods I do not like and try to avoid.
So I have issues.
You probably think at least one of my hangups is lame and I should just get over it and eat lima beans or whatever.
But they are what they are and, while I try to push back at times, they stay with me.
So, when you add my allergies to them, there isn't a lot left. At least, not a lot that my typically midewestern palate is familiar with. That's where having a foodie family can help.