As a kid, this delicacy baffled me the most. "why does it look like dry, damp clumps of canned dog food?" I asked myself as I looked at it during my first family dinner gathering. I knew better than to say that out loud become I'm sure I'd have gotten whooped over the harsh criticism.

I'm probably going to get some flack for this, but I actually did hate those little rectangular pizzas that were served during breakfast and lunch. Eating topping pizza for dinner at home quickly grew on me, and to be reduced to eating just plain cheese pizza at school felt bland and unnecessary. Some of these pizzas came with tiny cube shaped sausages but it still wasn't enough for me to like them.

I would eventually grow to love some foods involving peppers, but I just couldn't wrap my head around the giant stuffed ones with meat and tomato sauce inside. Thankfully for me this was one of those rare dinner meals that my mom cooked, but sometimes I went out of my way to feed a tiny bit of it to my dogs from under the table when I was the only one left in the kitchen to eat.

Aside from the stuffed peppers, deviled eggs were another food with a pepper ingredient that I wasn't fond of. Add that to the fact that I actually dislike mustard and you have a double reason for me to hate a food. Don't get me wrong it looks great to eat, it's just another thing I couldn't bring myself to continue eating.

If you want to hear something truly weird, I was one of the few kids who actually didn't mind cabbages or broccoli. Brussels sprouts were fine to me for a time, but my older brother ruined it by telling me that they come from another planet, hence why they're so tiny compared to cabbages and it took me a long while to start liking them again.

On occasion my mom would use this kind of bread for certain dinner sandwiches and, I just couldn't bring myself to get used to it. Just the thought of getting those tiny dotted seeds stuck in my teeth while trying to enjoy a meal felt unsettling to me. So what did I do? try to pluck out every seed I could feel for and eat the sandwich while I would just pray no more of them left in the bread.

Blugh, probably my most hated dinner meal. Much like how I preferred topping pizza over regular cheese pizza, I felt like it was always necessary to have sauce with my steak, and just sticking with its almost flavorless meat added with chopped or ringed onions had me making faces at the table in detest.

Well everyone that wraps up this odd list of disliked foods. I probably forgot a few more from my childhood but to me the ones I listed were the most disliked in my opinion. See you again soon!