Some people never grow up.

Who is putting raw garlic on a burger?

I still got your nose, trade it for some fries.

Ok but who the fuck puts garlic on a burger? I’m all for garlic but that’s just weird.

The “eating vegetables makes you gay” crowd always comes out with hilarious shit.

Listen. As per the phenomenon already mentioned by other commentors, my autism makes it so that biting into a tomato slice causes the same emotion as sticking my hand in dog poop. The squish just ain’t right.

But to not have the maturity to recognize that as a personal problem, to try and hoist it as a standard for others, is what’s truly childish.

And like.

I usually don’t bother taking the tomato off my burgers anyway. It’s one note in a busy meal. Like for fuck’s sake.

Idk why you’d put garlic on your burger, that’s not like a garlic aioli-type thing. But, pickles and tomatoes don’t belong on a burger in my world. I just hate biting into a warm cheeseburger and feeling the coldness of a tomato.

The only thing I don’t like is tomato. Everything else there is fine

> **The modern view seems to me to involve a false conception
of growth. They accuse us of arrested development because we have not lost a taste we had in childhood. But surely arrested development consists not in refusing to lose old things but in failing to add new things?** I now like hock, which I am sure I should not have liked as a child. But I still like lemon-squash. I call this growth or development because I have been enriched: where I formerly had only one pleasure, I now have two. But if I had to lose the taste for lemon-squash before I acquired the taste for hock, that would not be growth but simple change. I now enjoy Tolstoy and Jane Austen and Trollope as well as fairy tales and I call that growth: if I had had to lose the fairy tales in order to acquire the novelists, I would not say that I had grown but only that I had changed. A tree grows because it adds rings: a train doesn’t grow by leaving one station behind and puffing on to the next. In reality, the case is stronger and more complicated than this. I think my growth is just as apparent when I now read the fairy tales as when I read the novelists, for I now enjoy the fairy tales better than I did in childhood; being now able to put more in, of course I get more out.
But I do not here stress that point. Even if it were merely a taste for
grown-up literature added to an unchanged taste for children’s
literature, addition would still be entitled to the name ‘growth’, and the process of merely dropping one parcel when you pick up another 3 would not. It is, of course, true that the process of growing does, incidentally and unfortunately, involve some more losses. But that is not the essence of growth, certainly not what makes growth admirable or desirable. If it were, if to drop parcels and to leave stations behind were the essence and virtue of growth, why should we stop at the adult? Why should not senile be equally a term of approval? Why are we not to be congratulated on losing our teeth and hair? Some critics seem to confuse growth with the cost of growth and also to wish to make that cost far higher than, in nature, it need be. **– CS Lewis, (*On Three Ways of Writing for Children*)**

Just because a person still eats their food like they did when they were a child doesn’t mean they haven’t grown in other way.

But also, they said “on a burger” rather than “on my burger”, so I may be defending someone who doesn’t like anyone who doesn’t eat like they do.

Never knew you just suddenly start liking everything once you’re over 18

– Tomatoes are a burger necessity.

– Never had garlic on a burger but it sounds amazing.

– Pickles are good in very small quantities. Like ‘no more than three slices and remove them before eating so the juice can flavor the meat’ small.

– Caramelized onions only. Raw are too bitter for a burger, keep that shit in a salad.

A lot of people in these comments are complaining about how picky they are as if it’s something out of their control.
You can choose to eat things that you don’t like and you will get used to them and eventually your body will adapt and you will start to like these things it’s scientifically proven I’m not just making this up.
It usually takes like four or five times and you want to spread it out over a few weeks or couple months but it works, you can expand your palate.

So rare.

TBH I’m not interested in a garlic burger either. Just give me extra pickles.

I mean, I just don’t like how when you put a lot of food items together it diminishes the end product, for me anyway. For example, pancakes and bacon are great by themselves, but if you pour pancake batter over a strip of bacon and eat it together, then the pancake and bacon don’t taste as good as they would separate, again, to me.

So having a burger with a side salad is great, but adding the ingredients of a salad to my burger is less enjoyable than the 2 separate things.

That being said, the exception to the rule, for me, appears to be salads and soups, where you can pile it all in there and it’s great.