I just may be the world's pickiest eater (except for a cousin of mine who I guess is even more extreme).
I basically don't eat any vegetables at all - unless you count French Fries. I can't stand any kind of spice or flavoring or onion or garlic or any of that shit on meat or anything else - except for SALT of course, and plenty of it.
My father was that way too, and a couple of uncles, but none as much as me. I think extra sensitive taste buds run in the family.
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