Food bloggers aka "floggers" (including Amy Sherman and David Lebovitz) are posting their culinary confessions and I've heard that confession is good for the soul, so...
I'm too full for dessert after dinner. I like dessert for breakfast. With coffee.
I never met a cheese I didn't like. And I think US laws regarding fresh milk cheeses are ridiculous.
I don't steel my knives every time I use them.
I wash mushrooms and they don't get water-logged.
I don't wash chicken. I firmly believe that it only spreads salmonella and other nasty bacteria. Cooking is the way to kill it.
I eat raw cookie dough and cake batter.
I don't eat naked eggs. They must be disguised with copious amounts of cheese, or even onions, peppers, mushrooms or other costumes. The yolk and the white must be mixed, as in omelets, souffles, etc. Jiggly whites are... gross.
I like to drink a glass of wine
I don't want to order my drink until I've decided what to order to eat.
I have a largely unfulfilled fetish for dinner plates and table linens.
I like brussel sprouts, rutabaga and other odoriferous vegetables.
I don't understand the fuss about pumpkin pie.
I like the edges and crispy parts. Ergo, they are cook's prerogative.