I haven't met a meal yet that I couldn't stomach...there's really not much that I don't like, and I haven't found anything that I simply could not eat...course, I've got one of those cast-iron stomachs. every time I'm in downtown toronto, I always get me a suicide dog...the biggest form of tube-meat available at the hotdog vendor, then put EVERYTHING on it. every single goddam condiment on the cart, just load it up...mmm...gastronomically delicious