Cilantro
For years, the slightest hint of cilantro in my meal meant that I’d be going hungry. The foul stuff tasted like soap to me. Even as recently as 2003 I mentioned here about my distaste for the stuff.
Something’s changed.
I don’t know whether I’ve managed to kill off enough taste buds to tolerate the stuff or what. It doesn’t taste like freshly-squeezed soap juice to me anymore. It just tastes… like cilantro. Its presence in my food doesn’t spell instant disaster (with optional spit-out and beer-swish) anymore. In fact… dare I say it? I almost enjoy it now. All this happened in the last couple of years.
However, I completely sympathize with the plight of those behind IHateCilantro.com. Nobody used to believe me when I’d mention the soap taste. Living in Texas, home of Tex-Mex and heavy cilantro use, I’d often be stuck out when people were rhapsodizing about the pico de gallo or borracho beans. These days I’m as likely to enjoy them as everyone else, but I totally understand when the people on the I Hate Cilantro site talk about their distaste for the stuff.
April 17th, 2006 at 4:34 pm
Well, that’s good. Maybe next time you come over you can have some home made pico.
Not sure what it is about Cilantro, some people hate it, most just don’t notice. bizarre.
April 30th, 2006 at 2:53 pm
My husband says the same thing. I’ve heard it is a genetic thing?