I won't touch it. I won't eat anything that has it in it or on it. I won't even try it because it's ... squid. I'm not a seafood/fish person. Tuna and salmon are OK, and clams in chowder. I've had crabmeat salad and lobster rolls, and they were OK, but lobster cooked as just plain lobster seems too rich for my stomach (sometimes I wonder if the problem was actually too much butter rather than the lobster itself when I tried it).
Except for maybe salmon loaf and salmon croquets, the only way my mother knew how to prepare fish was to fry it, and the odor of frying fish turned my stomach. It still does. I don't even like to be too close if I'm with someone who orders fish in a restaurant.
I like all of those things in most forms. For a while there I didn't like scallops, but I've grown to like those, too.
When I lived in New Orleans, one of my favorite things was raw oysters. You can get those here and they're probably just as good, but they're
much more expensive than they are there.
Once I went to a party and brought an appetizer of smoked fish spread (with cream cheese and maybe mayo) and crackers. I'd made a special stop at a smoked-fish shop on the shore of Lake Superior, then made the spread. The party was on a backyard deck The hostess took a bite of it, then ran to lean over the deck railing and spit it out on the grass. Seemed like kind of a rude way to express her dislike for smoked fish, which you'd think she would have already known about (she was 50ish at the time).
