I may have said before that I’m grossed out by food that masquerades as other food, especially when it’s something savory pretending to be something sweet. E.G.: if you sculpted a candy bar out of bacon, I’d probably throw up despite the fact I love bacon and candy bars and sometimes I eat them combined. It’s the betrayal of my brain and mouth’s expectations that gets me. SORBET! SWEET! my brain says upon seeing a pile of smooth orange glop in a dish. GODDAMN IT, YAMS, my mouth replies upon taking the first bite.
So naturally I find this kind of repulsive:
I love all these ingredients, but my mouth was ready for frosting and sugar, sugar, sugar. Stupid mouth. Stupid turkey.