We had Christmas with my family yesterday, my dad and my sister came over, as did my kids and grandkids. My sister told me she was bringing some kind of oven-baked sandwiches for lunch. That's fine, I said. She is not a bad cook but we have different tastes.
I do not eat onions. I don't like the taste but more importantly, they just tear up my stomach. I don't ever ask for a dish to be altered to my tastes, I just silently avoid anything I don't want to eat. Once, my sister made these mini meatloves for a family get together. I do not like meatloaf at all but it smelled fine and I tried it. I immediately tasted onion and asked her if it had onions in it. Her reply was "You can't even taste it! I minced it up really fine!". I said that obviously I could taste it and furthermore, why add it in if you can't even taste it? She had no reply, I finished my meal and was miserable after I got home.
My sister arrives and says she made 2 pans of "regular" sandwiches and one with "stuff" on it. I go for the regular and after the first bite, I taste onion. I ask if there's onion in it and she says "just onion powder! I didn't think it would bother you!". I guess she doesn't know what onion powder is made of. "Can you even taste it?", she asked. Well, how the fuck do you think I knew it was in there? (I did not say this). I don't know why you need onion powder on a sandwich but whatever. She just can't help herself, I guess. I didn't eat much of it, so there were no bad effects.