Were you ever a guest at someone's house and just couldn't eat the food?

I thought of this today when I was making mac and cheese again – the crispy drier way my Mom made it. When I was in 7th grade, I went to a new friend’s house for dinner. I was a pretty picky eater then. They were having mac and cheese so I thought I was in clover. However, it was creamy and the sauce was all wrong and I could hardly eat it. After all these years, the memory sticks (pun intended) in my mind.

To this day, I could not eat a fried, scrambled or omeletted egg even if I were dining with the Queen.

How about you? Any time you just couldn’t eat what was served?

And yes, this is a fluff question but I’m tired of politics.