Eggs.

As far as my earliest memory goes, I have never liked eggs.  It is even written in my baby book by my mom that at 9 months old, I spat them out.  Today, I gave them one last chance.  There were more peppers than eggs in the mix which I thought would be ok.  Now I think it was just a waste of really good peppers.  I couldn't even swallow them.  I thought I could be grown up about it and all but no-go.  I love French toast, as long as it's cooked well.  Other than that and in baking, there's no way I can eat them.