So, everyone gives me a hard time about disliking mushrooms. The typical reactions is "Really? You don't like mushrooms?" And then I get this shocked look, you know the one. It's not that I dislike mushrooms, in fact, I do like the flavor of them - It's the texture and the very idea of them that bugs me. In 7th Grade Science Class we were studying fungi, and our teacher wanted us to grow our own mushrooms. Naturally, since I was the only cowgirl in a Carson City science class, I was elected to bring in the horse poop to grow the mushrooms... After that experience, YES, mushrooms bother me a bit. Next time I over chop mushrooms, don't give me a crazy look - I'm just pretending they are not in my food and trying to forget yet another one of those weird childhood experiences. ha!
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