Foods I absolutely hate: all kinds of cheese.

There’s nothing appealing about glorified rotten milk, laden with saturated fat and reeking of everything from sweaty feet to vomit to nosewax.

I once had a slice of Gouda on a cracker during an out-of-town stay, and it was probably the most horrifying food experience in my entire life. The cheese was OOZING with grease from not being refrigerated in a day, with an appalling odor and taste resembling nothing better than the decaying fat of a dead beast. Sorry, there is simply no nicer way to describe what my taste buds had to go through.

As someone with a decidedly Eastern palate, I’ve never really understood the appeal of cheese. It grows your belly and it stinks.