The most horrible thing that I ever ate: When I was very young, my mom was making dinner for my dad and me. It was the usual pan-fried, trimmed, and not breaded chicken that we always had. My mom had this 'great' idea. She put cinnamon on the chicken, but forgot to set aside any for me. Being young means having a very sensitive tongue, and the cinnamon was overpowering and made the meat taste like candy. To this day, I hate cinnamon with the white hot intensity of a thousand suns.
The most horrible thing that I ever drank: When I was again, very young, my dad decided to give me some very fizzy tonic with quinine. I thought that it would be just like water, so I drank normally. It felt as if someone had replaced my drink with lava. My mouth was on fire, and I ran around the room screaming in pain. To this day, I cannot drink fizzy water.
-Penguin