Spit It Out! : Stories of Yuck

Mmm, oil!

So one time I was babysitting for my cousin. It was dinnertime and the kids were all sat on stools at
the kitchen island. One of them saw the giant jug of vegetable oil on the counter. It was that weird
peachy-yellow color, and was in a plastic jug, so naturally they thought it was juice.

"I want juice!" they said.

"This? No, that's oil. You don't want it."

"Mmm, oil!"

I could see there was no way I was going to convince short people -- who could not yet tie their own shoes -- that oil was not a sweet delicious drink I was trying to keep away from them. 

I said, "Okay, I will give you a little bit to taste, and if you actually like it, I'll give you a little more."

When the expected sip of tasty juice turned out to be bland slimy oil, the children happily accepted their ice water.

Snitcher

Edamame is a delicious, healthy snack. My favorite way to eat them is in the pod, warmed up, and salted. I bite off the ends, suck out the beans from the salty pod, and discard the pods in a separate bowl.

One day at my cousin's house I was enjoying such a snack. My uncle walked in, and before anybody could say a thing, he snatched up a discarded pod, popped it into his mouth, and began chewing.

He was not pleased when I pointed out that a) the pod is not actually edible and b) it had already been in my mouth.

Too clean?

I bought some apples, and they had kind of a slick protective coating that I didn't feel like eating. I used hand soap to clean one off, and discovered far too late that I had not rinsed it well enough. I promise you that coconut mango hand soap, while it smells divine, tastes NOTHING like it smells.

AND NOW here is a video of us playing a game that is all about Yuck!