I prefer dark chocolate over milk chocolate. But I won’t say no to milk chocolate.
I hate “white chocolate” because it’s usually just white cocoa butter. Unless it’s from a very high quality chocolatier.
Dark meat over white meat.
I’ve never seen a black smartie. And probably wouldn’t trust it if I ever did see one.
I like the idea of licorice. Especially strawberry Australian licorice. But not sure if the payout is worth the gunk in my teeth.
I like raw onions, liver, tripe and Ben and Jerry’s. But not together.
I would not boil a Bratwurst. But don’t agree they should be shot. Maybe a few lashings would do.
I would need some convincing to try a raw pork sandwich.
I like the idea of spicy foods. But my mouth disagrees.
I’m down with spinach, Brussels sprouts, olives, mushrooms, chicken, steak, soup, pasta, celery and raisins.
I don’t like cheesecake. Because cheese doesn’t belong on a cake. Plus there’s nothing cake-like about it. I might be less offended if it was called a cheese torte.
I don’t get the appeal. It’s like a bar of cream cheese masquerading as dessert. Slightly tolerable if made with mascarpone and doesn’t have that cheese taste.