Published on 12, July, 2020
I've never been able to tolerate eggs, partiularly egg white. And even the thought of fried eggs makes me feel sick!!!
As a child I felt pretty queasy about hot milk and cheese too, though I enjoy cheese now. My other used to fry a lot of things in lard, and I couldn't stand that either, and as mine were born in the 30's there wasn't much patience for any of this kind of finickiness.
Sometimes there are supermarkets that fry food here too. When that it is full swing, it can be very hard not to retch.
broad beans. Mushy peas. Ketchup (shudder). Baked beans. Carrot and parsnip mash. Very much worst case scenarios in the Russian roulette of dinners growing up, and when sprirasicakly living back at home for a while there before getting this place.
Yep, that’s deffo how you spell sporadically isn’t it?