I never liked the smell of meat. When my parents cook I'm usually taking a nap or I'm out, so I'm not even that used to it. At school sometimes they cook meat and the smell fills the hallway and I'll just say "eww, it smells like dead animal" to one of my friends and they'll tell me how yummy it smells. I'm really sensitive to it now and it bothers the bajeesus out of me.
I went into this shop the other week with my omni bf to buy some meat and the whole place just stank of death. I had to get out of there. I can't believe that people actually work in that environment all day. It was way worse than when we have meat cooking in the house, I think it's because they actually cut up the animals in the back.
I don't mind the smell of a BBQ, but meat cooked indoors all smoking up the kitchen with fumes and greasy-choking and gross? Oh my gosh I want to vomit on the spot. Just thinking about it right now - makes my stomach churn
Interesting enough is the psychology of this, and I usally think about this having read how some people are grossed out about the smell of animals cooking. But for the first time tonight I was grossed out over the smell of the fish sticks that were being cooked. I use to eat more than my fair share when the were served in the past. So this is an interesting phenomenon to me, as I have tryed to be none judgemental about these smells.
A sausage sizzle smell always makes me think yum... but I think it's the onion.. onion on a bbq is always the best smell. Although it usually makes me angry when I smell it, because it's people raising money for dog shelters by selling dead cows...
Sometimes it bothers me, sometimes it doesn't. Yesterday my boss was eating a smoked pork sandwich or something...you could smell it all around the office and that smell bothered me and another vegetarian who sits near me. But my husband sometimes cooks chicken pieces but the smell of that doesn't bother me.
Yes, yes, yes. My parents were cooking hamburgers a couple days ago, and I literally could not leave my room without gagging. My mom lit a candle for me, but I had to take it everywhere I went or I would smell it over the candle.
The smell stayed in the house all night and into the morning. The worst part was that I could smell it on my retainer (I left it in the kitchen on accident). I cleaned it before I put it back in my mouth, obviously.
The wierd thing is, though, that I work at a steak house, and I can never even smell it there. I'm pretty sure the smell of the onion rings overpower it, or something.
Restaurants, at least, usually tend to have high-powered ventilation/exhaust systems that suck most of the greasy, smokey nastiness away. Not always though.
Some houses are worse than others, for ventilation in the kitchen (or people just don't turn on their kitchen fans - duh!) I've been in some kitchens that have no ventilation/exhaust fan at all; felt like I was catching instant lung cancer from how heavy the air was with smoke and cooking fumes, I don't know how people live without a fan over their stove. Blerghhh...
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