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Food Phobias...One of my New Years Resolutions is to overcome
some of the food dislikes I have. For the most part, I'll try anything once and
I'm not a picky eater. However I do have three seriously major foods that I
refuse to eat in any amount at any time. Since I can't think of any good reason
to continue to dislike these foods, other than I don't like them, I've decided
to get rid of those food phobias.
I just finished Jeffrey Steingarten's book The Man Who Ate Everything, which I gave Brian as a gift for Christmas but read before he got around to it, dog-earing pages like a complete jerk. Steingarten is a food writer for Vogue, and more importantly, an occasional judge on Iron Chef America, where his curmudgeonliness is almost as much of a highlight as watching the chefs attempt to make ice cream out of sea bass. My favorite shows are those in which Steingarten is paired as a judge with Ted Allen, the foodie of Queer Eye fame. (My all time favorite was when Iron Chef inexplicably had some judge called "Bonecrusher" who I have since learned is a rapper, and who Steingarten hilariously kept calling "Chef Bonecrusher.") Anyway, in the book, Steingarten writes about getting over his own food phobias: "Food phobias can be extinguished in five or six ways, of which I considered only brain surgery, medication, and mere exposure. Bilateral lesions made in the basolateral region of the amygdala seem to do the trick in rats and, I think, monkeys—eliminating old aversions, preventing the formation of new ones, and increasing the animals' acceptance of novel foods. But the literature does not report whether this brain operation also diminishes the ability of these phobia-free animals to, say, watch the entire Republican Convention on C-SPAN, or get an external CD-ROM changer to work under Windows 95, key skills I might even value over becoming phobia-free. I am kidding, of course—nobody can do these things. Administration of the drug chlordiazepoxide also seems to work. According to an old PDR, this is nothing but Librium, the once-popular tranquilizer also bottled as "Reposans" and "Sereen." But the label warns you about nausea, depression, and heavy machinery. I just said no. Bribery does not work. Children who are offered more playtime for eating spinach may temporarily comply. Those who are offered Milky Way bars in return for eating spinach quickly learn to value Milky Way bars. Step Three was to choose my weapon. Exposure was the only answer. Researchers have found that eating moderate amounts of a novel or hated food at moderate intervals is nearly guaranteed to work. The reason is that omnivores are born with neophobia, a fear of new foods that accompanies our biological need to explore for them—an ambivalence that protects us from unbridled banqueting. Most parents give up trying out novel foods on their weanlings after two or three attempts, and then complain to the pediatrician; this may be the most frequent cause of finicky eaters, of omnivores manqués. Most babies will accept nearly anything after eight or 10 tries." Perfect. So I'll just try the things I dislike 8 to 10 times until I like them. My three food phobias, in order of increasing hatred are: ketchup, mushrooms, and all seafood. Interestingly enough, Brian also does not like mushrooms or seafood (See? We were predestined to be together.... awwwww...) though he will eat ketchup. For him, the ketchup phobia is replaced with anything squishy in texture: whipped cream, pudding, sour cream, cheese cake, etc. He also has this weird thing about the combination of nuts and chocolate, a food phobia that changes weekly and I've given up trying to figure out or keep track of. My ketchup hatred is clearly stupid. I don't know how or why I came to hate ketchup, but I do. It makes less sense than all the others because I love tomatoes and all other tomato products. In fact, I realized last night as I was pouring a bit of Catalina salad dressing on my salad that Catalina, which I like, is basically just slightly oilier, slightly vinegarier ketchup. My primary motivation for getting rid of this food phobia is that it's completely stupid. Also, ketchup is one of the very few uniquely American contributions to the food world. Plus, it's too innocuous to really hate. I'd rather save up such red-hot glowing hatred for disgustingly evil and vile things like Ann Coulter. Mushrooms gross me out because, like Ann Coulter, they grow on poop. Yes, I know the poop has been pasteurized. I love how people tell me that as if it would make a difference. I always want to respond, "Well, I happen to have some of my own poop here in my pocket. Would you like to handle it? Don't worry, it's been pasteurized." (That's a joke, I do not keep poop in my pocket, my own or anyone else's, pasteurized or not.) In addition to the poop problem, mushrooms have the exposure problem: I've only eaten terrible examples that were pretty much all that was available when I was growing up. The only mushrooms I ever had when I was younger are the horribly disgusting, gross, slimy things people put on pizzas, which frankly make pasteurized poop seem not so bad by comparison. Then there's that little voice in my brain that tells me that eating things that look like they are rotting and which grow on rotting things are probably not safe to eat. It's crazy, I know, but those little voices evolved to keep us humans from dying out over the last 50,000 years and so I tend to listen to them. My primary motivation for getting rid of this food phobia is that mushrooms are in practically everything everywhere. Finally there's seafood. More specifically I will not eat anything that once swam. Lobsters and shrimp are just bugs. Do you eat bugs? No? And neither do I, even if they swim. I'm not partial to the idea of eating filter-feeders like clams, oysters, and mussels, as it seems to me too close to eating food grown on non-pasteurized poop. Probably because it is exactly like eating food grown on non-pasteurized poop. But I can get over that, I suppose. After all, at least they had a bath once in a while, unlike say, pigs, which I eat with glee. Again, the real problem here is exposure. My folks were not big seafood fans, and as far as I can remember, other than the occasional tuna salad sandwich, Mom never, ever fixed fish at home. This isn't surprising. Where would one get decent fish in Michigan in the 1970's and 80's? Heck, according to "a-fish-ionados" I know, it's apparently impossible to get decent fish anywhere in the Midwest even now. So, other than the occasional tuna salad sandwich, the only other fish I was ever exposed to was McDonald's Filet O' Fish. Normally I would love such a creation for no other reason than because I love O' as a contraction o' the word "of." But that's not enough to get me to eat fish. The final problem with fish and all other seafood is the smell. To my nose, that fishy smell means something is rotting. Want to know the name o' one of the chemicals you smell when you smell smelly fish smell? It's called "cadaverine", which is a diamine similar in structure to "putrescine" another chemical found in rotting fish (both o' which are also somewhat similar in structure to two other polyamines spermine and spermidine which also have unique smells. No, I am not making this up.) So, given all those complex smells going on, who would want to eat seafood?! Again, somewhere along the line we evolved to avoid foods that smell like they're rotting. My major motivation for getting rid o' this phobia is that it severely limits my dining options to refuse to eat one third o' the protein world (meat, poultry, seafood.) I'm starting simple: ketchup, my least hated and most stupid food phobia. Every time I've had french fries since the first of the year (which has been frighteningly often lately) I've eaten them with a healthy dose of ketchup. Currently Heinz is my favorite brand -- tangy, but with a nice sweet, slightly caramel taste. So far I'm not a huge fan of it (there's a nasty metallic taste in ketchup, which is primarily why I don't like it.) Four or 5 more exposures, however, and I should be completely cured of this food phobia. The downside of the other two is that, unlike ketchup which comes free in packets, in order to get decent mushrooms or decent seafood, you have to pay decent money for them at a decent restaurant. And, I have to do so 8 to 10 times in order to get over it, thus potentially wasting a lot of money on food I can't force myself to choke down. I refuse to allow Brian to cook fish at home because of the putrid smell of cadavers and sperm it would leave in the house, so I'll have to figure out some way to sample seafood without wasting food (there are children starving in China!) or wasting money. I'll let you know how the experiment proceeds. Posted: Thu - January 10, 2008 at 12:48 PM |
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