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"My daughter 18, & I 49, have just tasted cilantro for the first time. We both had the same reaction to the taste and smell. BUNNY PEE. Soapy BUNNY PEE.... (It's a long story.) We honestly don't think this is a food. Perhaps it's meant to be dried, rolled and lit! "
"I never do this BUT I HATE this stuff, it must have been spawned by the devil.........you feel so sorry for all of the poor people out there who have been brainwashed that this stuff is the best thing since sliced bread........secretly they hate it too but daren't say anything for fear or retribution. I spent years travelling in Asia and always had this bizarre soapy taste in foods, at the time I was an innocent in all things that are corriander (cilantro)based......BUT the true horror of the stuff hit home full force when my brother - not known for his culinary expertise - decided to create a curry, of what I thought was Spinach, great huge amounts of lovely fresh green spinach, cooked down, in the massive quanties you could not tell, just a green mass.........I took a huge fork full, holy crap.......I could not run, my leg in plaster upto the thigh.......I had to sit there and politly try and get rid of it (as my two young nieces were there too).......ok spit it out.....that day cilantro / corriander made it to the same list as Goats Cheese.....Trendy foodstuffs that are, in all honesty, absolutly VILE."
- Ship Girl At Sea
"It was November 1989. I just moved to Seattle. I went to a Mexican restaurant at the University Village. I ordered food.
The food came. I bit into it. It tasted weird. I bit into it again. It tasted bad weird. As a matter of fact, it tasted like Joy dishwashing detergent. I took another bite. I couldn't eat it. I called the waiter over and politely but confidently told him the dish with my food hadn't been rinsed properly and had dishwashing detergent still on it. He looked confused. "Do you happen to use Joy dishwashing detergent?" I asked. He was confused.
He, the friend I was with, and myself hovered over my plate to figure out the problem. As I sniffed around my food, I was drawn to the green stuff scattered here and there. The Joy scent was stronger near this green stuff. I picked up a piece and sniffed it unmolested. It smelled of Joy dishwashing detergent. I bit into it specifically. It tasted like Joy dishwashing detergent.
I asked him what was it. He said, "Cilantro." I asked him if they washed their produce with Joy dishwashing detergent. He scoffed. He was done with me.
My friend, having already lived in Seattle for about 5 years, seemed brainwashed on cilantro by this time. She was matter of fact, "Yeah, it's just cilantro." I couldn't eat my meal. Ruined ...
... As is every other meal in the universe accosted by this stuff.
I have not researched cilantro, but I find it strange that it is now commonly accepted as an "ingredient" in both Asian and Latin American foods. It seemed to have come "out of the green" in the late '80s. People seem to just accept it. I find this suspicious. I don't believe it. Anything written anywhere on its history has to have been contrived.
Just like my conspiracy theorist aunt believes that canola oil is a government conspiracy involving Canada, mustard seed-->mustard gas, and mad cow disease (and I have researched this, and it's all untrue), I do believe that cilantro is a government conspiracy. But how it works and for what purpose I do not know. Perhaps we can figure this out together."
- Dana Seattle, WA
"My first run-in with cilantro was on Christmas Eve day in 1997. My boss had taken us all to lunch at Chili's, and then we were going home early. My boyfriend met us there to have lunch with us. I ordered something that had black bean soup with it. I love black bean soup, and I was looking forward to its warmth on that cold day. When I took the first bite, I said, "Eeew... they need to talk to their dishwasher about rinsing these bowls better! This soup tastes like Dawn!" My boyfriend and everyone else at the table said their soup was delicious, and he tasted mine and said it tasted great. I tasted his, and it tasted like detergent! They all thought I was crazy.
It was a few months later that I noticed the salsa at a new Mexican restaurant tasted like soap to me while everyone else loved it. I still didn't know exactly what the ingredient was that I hated, but it was turning up in a LOT more foods and I did NOT appreciate that at all!
At some point, I mentioned all of this to my mom and she said, "It's the cilantro! That stuff tastes like soap to me, too, but it's becoming more and more popular. People seem to either love it or hate it." We both agreed that we hated it.
Later, a friend told me that the soapy taste was an indication that we're allergic to cilantro, but I've read since that that's not true. All I know is that it really, really irks me to find those little green leaves in any food I've been looking forward to enjoying because I know for sure that I won't be eating it after all!"
- Cee Jacksonville, FL, FL
"Hi, My first experience with the only vegetable that tastes like raw meat was at a local mexican place. I thought for the longest time that they undercooked the chicken. But then I started noticing that most of my regular eating establishments were under cooking their meat too. Well I figured it out when I took a big bite of what I thought was parsley at the end of a meal b.c parsley is known to help freshen your breath.
Well... my date didn't find the gagging and watery eyes to attractive. I don't recall ever seeing this herb until a few years ago. Now it is invading all the good recipies and I seem to be loosing more and more weight since I usually eat out. I am a supporter for a mandatory cilantro logo on all menus. This would prevent establishments from using a cheap alternative for parsley without any notification.
DOWN WITH CILANTRO! "
- Erica DC, DC
"I tell everyone I know that I hate cilantro; my mom agrees that it tastes like soap, as does my son. My ex-wife now leaves it out of recipes that call for it if she knows I'm coming over, and leaves a dish of it on the side for anyone who wants it, because she knows I really really hate it. Even that turns me off. Every time I go to a restaurant and order something that might contain cilantro, I ask if it has it. If they say yes, I ask if they can leave it out of mine, and they always agree, but EVERY TIME when the food arrives, it's swimming in the stuff. Half the time when they say it isn't in the dish, it actually is. Do they think I'm kidding, or that I won't notice? There are places I've stopped going to because of this "trick" of theirs."
- Scott Gallawa Sacramento, CA
" I did comment on this, however, I felt the need to tell this horror story of the cilantro that wouldn't die. It's the day before the 4th of July, my wife wanted to make something different, fresh, tasty, well we got different! She made a salsa that called for about a half cup of cilantro, mango, tomatoes and some other stuff. I was upstairs and heard a commotion and was immediately called down to taste the salsa.
I went to the bowl and took a tortilla chip while my son watched with a sort of fish eye look. I thought, ok, it's going to be hot. Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph, I wish it was hot, hot enough to burn my tongue from the torture it was enduring, putting it out of it's misery. While I reached for a knife to cut the poor thing out, my son told me to grab a Coke out of the fridge which after heaving so heavily that I could be considered possessed, worked. We then told my 9 year old to try it, his face curled, his eyes buckled and his cheeks began sucking in, he ran in circles as if on fire and so another can of Coke was needed.
My wife couldn't figure out what happened as the food network suggested cilantro. I smelled it and thought, dear lord, what animal wiped with this leaf before it made it's way into our salsa?! So we gave a piece to our faithful pet hamster, who is known to eat anything. I never saw an animal pull out food so darn fast, I think he even threw it! He definitely gave us a dirty look!
This prompted us to look it up thinking something was horribly wrong with satan's herb. We stumbled here seeing and laughing as we now know it's something from a Stephen King novel called cilantro. I would rather eat a dead bird than endure this grotesque taste EVER again, brush my teeth with a toilet brush or perhaps gargle battery acid, this is the only way to liken it to cilantro. The evil leaf will never be allowed in this house or near it ever again. I am taking it outside tomorrow, attaching a bottle rocket to it's disgusting rear and shooting it as far to space as possible.
"The first time I ever had cilantro was for my Foods class.
I took Foods senior year, primarily because I wanted enough credits to graduate, and puttering around in a fully-stocked kitchen where someone else had to replace grease-burned saucepans seemed like a fine thing indeed.
It was pretty fun at first, despite a teacher with an IQ only slightly above that of the food she prepared, but before too long, I made the horrible, horrible mistake of missing a day.
You see, when we missed a day in which food was prepared, we had to take home a recipe and fix it, along with having a parent or guardian fill out a slip confirming that we made it. I looked at my recipe, and my heart was filled with joy.
"Cilantro hummus!" I exclaimed naively. "I love hummus!"
Two cups of cilantro.
The recipe had two cups of cilantro. For about four servings of cilantro hummus, there were two cups of cilantro. At the time, I didn't notice anything wrong. I didn't even know what cilantro was. Oh, for that type of innocence!
So, I dutifully mixed the chickpeas and oil, saving the two cups of mysterious green herb for last, and blended it all in the food processer. It turned a delightful green color. I poured it into a bowl, and with a feeling of great excitement, dipped a pita into the bowl. Eager to try my creation, I took a huge bite.
OH DEAR SWEET MOTHER OF GOD THAT WAS A MISTAKE.
"This is not hummus," I informed myself as I washed out my mouth with water, gingerale, tabasco, anything to make the horrible, horrible taste go away. "This is Satan in chickpea-paste format."
I cannot stand the taste of cilantro. I can't stand its appearance, its smell, and most certainly not its taste. I will forever hate my Foods teacher for destroying my once-great love of hummus. Two cups of cilantro for about four servings means that I ate that day half a cup of cilantro, and it is without a doubt the most horrible culinary experience of my life."
- Carrie Schaumburg, IL
"The first time I had cilantro killed a friendship. My buddy Garcia, who is hispanic, was making a few of us some tacos for lunch after helping him with some work on his new home. I should mention now that he and I would prank each other now and again. Upon first bite I was sure my food had been tampered with. The taste of soap overpowered the meat and crispy taco shell as well as the fresh monterey jack cheese. I spit it out and quickly got up. Garcia had left his plate out to go to the bathroom so I decided to pour liquid soap on his taco to even the score. So I did and he ended up eating the whole thing, which led to him having intense diarrhea later. I felt a little guilty and told him I had gotten him back for his prank and he ended up chasing me around his house. Luckily I got out and figured the whole thing would blow over. The next day I had a taco at Baja Fresh and thought one of the workers was trying to poison me to steal my watch. Turns out it was cilantro in the salsa, just like the taco Garcia gave me. I never talked to Garcia again. Cilantro killed my friend Garcia (as far as I'm concerned, he's dead and buried). That's what cilantro does to people."
- Mike Los Angeles, CA
"I once got food poisoning from a burrito that was tainted with cilantro. I have been repulsed by it since. I am finding out though that most people don't even taste it!
By the way, if you are ever eating at Chipotle, make sure you ask for white rice without the cilantro...and NO pic de gallo! You'll be all set and will be able to fit in with the rest of society."
- Keith New York, NY
"I'd rather eat a dirt sandwich than anything with that crappy crap cilantro in it.I live in Hawaii, with every type of Asian food you can think of. Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese, Thai, Filipino - you name it, we got it. And that crappy cilantro is in all of it. It goes buy another name here, Chinese Parley. Chinese Parsley or Cilantro, I refer to it as crap with a capital C.
Cilantro is evil and must be destroyed from the face of the earth."
- Dawn Kailua, HI
"I love Mexican food. The first time I recognized cilantro was in the salsa, I had to spit it out. Now it seems to be a major ingredient. OMG! What is the replacement? Parsley? I've mixed it with parsley when called for - okay but it still has that wierd taste. Not for me. "
- Pam Brick, NJ
"I first had cilantro in Paris, when I was twenty-two. It was at a small "traiteur chinois" - I first thought they had not rinsed their plates properly because suddenly my meal tasted like dish-washing liquid! I thought about complaining until I recognized the taste was not distributed evenly in the sauce but centered around the sprig of fresh herb swimming in it. Thankfully they had used the stuff more for decoration than flavour!
Actually, it took me a few weeks and an unpleasant encounter with an acquaintance's home-made mexican bean salad to learn that the icky vaguely parsley-looking stuff had been cilantro.
- K. D.
"I might have been maybe 7 or 8 years old. I amazes me that it took that long, since my family is Mexican and my grandma uses it in a few dishes. But this particular night my dad ordered tacos from a neighborhood restaurant called San Francisco. I asked for two tacos with rice, blah blah. Well when they got in the whole house began to smell rank, and I started feeling a little nauseous. I told my dad I wasn't hungry anymore but having grown up in a frugal household, he demanded that I eat what I asked for. Well I ate those tacos. Then spent a good 1/2 hour retching in the bathroom while my mom scolded my dad for making me eat when I didn't feel well. I am NOT a picky eater. I've eaten jellyfish, chicken feet, escargot... the appearance of food does not phase me. But if I even smell the stuff it chases my appetite away faster than the Looney Tunes road runner."
- Casandra Chicago, IL
"Let me take in this moment to deeply embrace my brothers and sisters all over the world who may be so very different than myself, but share this bond in the loathing of this vile weed. It's not the rum speaking...honestly. So many times I have gone to dim-sum to find myself wondering just what it is in certain things that wold be so wonderful without the detergent-like note. I found out what it was....its name...the name of unspeakable evil...YOU KNOW WHAT. I imagined cooks covered in baby fat in goat-leggings in the kitchen poisoning our otherwise wonderful foods with biological weaponry. Worst of all is the dread GARNISHING! For asthetics, one would render an entire chafing dish of panir tika masala not fit for flushing down the loo (even sewer rats don't deserve such treatment). Why not simply pour pretty, shiney quicksilver all over it for the same reason. I wish to bless my ever-so-understanding Vietnamese Pho chefs for respecting my wishes. I could not live without Pho. They do seem puzzled with my request, but they do make good on it. I went in loaded for bear, but they were very cool. I was ready to use a modified Stewy Griffin threat, "For every piece of cilantro I find, I shall kill you"."
- Nicksophile Cherry Hill, NJ
"I hate cilantro. Period. For that very reason I avoid Mexican restaurants because they have a tendency to sneak it into anything and everything. I hate refried beans too, but that's a whole other Webster I'm sure.
Being a Gardner and always wanting to try new things, the cilantro craze hit mid-1980's, and I decided I would grow my own. Every time I would go out to garden I would smell something similar to Dial soap and get a headache. I discovered it was the Cilantro and mentioned it to co-workers and told them I was pulling it out and letting it die a slow death. They said not to do that, and please bring it into work and they would take it. I bagged it up in plastic bags, threw them into my car that night, happy to be rid of it. My one-hour commute to work the next morning was a living hell. The entire car reeked of cilantro and by the time I arrived, I gave my co-workers their cilantro, then said I was ill and drove home with all the windows down trying to get that stench out of the car. Just thinking of that day makes my head hurt.
Cilantro has never intentionally passed my lips since. I am thankful for this web site. We should really try to stamp out any use of cilantro in the US. Does anyone really LIKE it? I have never in my life heard anyone request at a restaurant "can I have some extra cilantro with that?" To me that would be like requesting some soap shavings on the side. I have another question; do they intentionally replace Italian Flat Leaf Parsley with cilantro? Isn't flat leaf parsley just what it says it is? Maybe that's why my recent asparagus salad with flat leaf parsley was inedible. Damn you Rachel Ray for suggesting that!
I feel better already making this statment of fact, thank you all!"
- Robbie Geneva, IL
"OMG - all this time, i thought i was the ONLY ONE who hated this stuff so passionately! i'm beginning to feel more normal already.
i first met cilantro in kiev, ukraine, where a local recently graduated chef was working hard to impress the american visitors. from day one, i was nauseated by the smell in the dining room and the food at every meal made me retch - but i had no clue what caused this reaction!
by chance i had the opportunity to talk with the chef via translator and discovered how proud he was to be using "the latest" in world-class herbs, cilantro. he put it in every salad, every meat dish and most every side dish; it was even in the eggs at breakfast! AAAACK!
thank God he didn't put it in the oatmeal or i would have starved...."
- Jcsaint St Johns, MI
"I reached the age of 20 before learning how much I truly hated Cilantro. That was the year I began a job as a waiter at Casa Gallardo Grill at the Galleria in St. Louis. In the morning, the chefs would put huge bales of cilantro in an immense food processor and chop it up for all their hateful cilantro-laden dishes they'd be preparing throughout the day. I couldn't even be in the kitchen when this horrid abomination took place, and to this day even (especially) the smell of the devil herb makes me sick."
- 666cilantro666 Los Angeles
"plain and simple. if i ordered a burritto with no cilantro.........and then got home, found it had cilantro and the place was 30 minutes away. id drive back. no problem. just so they will get it RIGHT when i say NO CILANTRO"
- Geezer San Jose
"First of all, I am SO excited that there's an actual web community dedicated to the disgustingness that is cilantro (or coriander.) My first experience with cilantro was in a Vietnamese restaurant with my father when I was about 13. I ordered soup and there was something decidedly foul-tasting in it. When I gave it to my father to try, he couldn't put his finger on what was making me retch. He obviously either liked cilantro or didn't get any when he tasted it. I had about 3 spoonfuls of the soup and couldn't eat anymore. It wasn't until someone made me a salad with cilantro in it about 6 months later when I realised that it was the offending herb that literally put me off any food that contained it. In America, those amazing Chipotle burritos would be absolutely perfect if the rice/salsa/everything in the entire restaurant weren't poisoned with the Herb of Death. I hate it!!"
- Lindsay Edinburgh
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