...in your house because one of your parents had to eat it every day when they were growing up?
In my house it was cornbread. Dad was sick of it so we never had it. Mom was sick of fried chicken. On the rare occasions we had chicken it was shake and bake, which my mother did perfectly.
So, what say you?

We (including my dad) ate whatever my mom cooked in silence and never complained or criticized.

When my mom was a kid, she had to eat a lot of fried liver.

To my memory, she never once fixed it for us.

father was from arkansas, if it could be cooked we ate it

we had a bowl of "shut up and eat it " at every meal.

I think we found your brother.

Caviar.

Souse vide anything. (Nobody in our house was gay. Not that there is anything wrong with that.)

Dad wouldn't eat pizza or spaghetti, we only had it when he was out of town.

I can think of quite a few that I grew up with that I refuse to serve in my house now. Microwaved chicken quarters, broiled sirloin (well done), fideo, rice with Molly McButter, ramen noddle "stir fry", beanie weenies, boiled hot dogs on white bread, spaghetti with margarine.

Chicken

Dad was raised on a chicken farm and still won't eat it to this day.

chicken and liver.

Spam. Dad would not permit it in our house

can't recall anything we never had my house but my parents liked liver and onions with dried butter beans and i hated it...it was a situation where you ate it or went hungry........it's banned at my house....