I hate the feeling of helpless frustration.
Then again, I have gulyás for lunch.
(The gripping hand: I only have gulyás for lunch because Pirate and Wen once again didn't eat their supper last night. I worry that they're going to dry up and blow away in the wind. How do you feed someone who won't eat?!?)
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Other than those, I have a hard time thinking of things I won't eat, though if hungry I'm far, far more likely to go for something savory than something sweet. (Yet I drink my coffee and black teas very heavily sweetened because I find them intolerably bitter otherwise. Green tea, though, I drink unsweetened.)
[1] We have speculated that this is my body warning me to avoid bell peppers in quantity, since my younger sister, who also found green bell peppers horribly bitter, eventually became allergic to them. I tend to avoid other bell peppers too, though less fervently. Red bell pepper, cooked and diced finely, is OK in moderate quantities.
[2] Yet I like pickled onions. Go figure.