OMG mold... I have a thing for watching out for mold too.
When I was a kid my babysitter's husband was psychologically abusive towards me, and I was once forced to eat a whole piece of cake (okay, so that could be constructed as physical abuse as well), which was about one quarter covered with blue-green mold on the bottom. I was forced to finish it. I didn't get sick from it, but it was the most absolutely disgusting thing I have ever eaten. And all the while, he was insisting I was imagining things and that the blue-green stuff was icing, which made no sense as that chocolate cake was covered in a brown, chocolate-y icing. I was also the only person who had been served a piece of chocolate cake.
Ever since then, I have had a fear of eating mold.
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Date: 2010-11-05 07:30 pm (UTC)When I was a kid my babysitter's husband was psychologically abusive towards me, and I was once forced to eat a whole piece of cake (okay, so that could be constructed as physical abuse as well), which was about one quarter covered with blue-green mold on the bottom. I was forced to finish it. I didn't get sick from it, but it was the most absolutely disgusting thing I have ever eaten. And all the while, he was insisting I was imagining things and that the blue-green stuff was icing, which made no sense as that chocolate cake was covered in a brown, chocolate-y icing. I was also the only person who had been served a piece of chocolate cake.
Ever since then, I have had a fear of eating mold.