Santigold Quotes

I'm a really picky eater.

As a kid, I was always picky about food; if it didn't 'look right,' I wouldn't eat it.

I was a very picky eater.

I am a picky eater. By that I mean, I love to pick the raisins out of oatmeal raisin cookies, the chips out of chocolate chip cookies, the white side off of black and white cookies, and the vanilla center out of Oreos.

I panicked when my son, Jett, stopped eating baby food. He's only two, but his food vocabulary is fantastic. He likes my baked tilapia and string beans with chopped garlic. But he really likes pizza. Sometimes every inanimate object to him is pizza.

Like, I haven't even tried a cherry before, because I'm such a picky eater, and I behave like a 9-year-old.

I do not like onions. It's so funny because I am probably one of the least picky eaters ever. Pretty much any type of new food, I'll try it, I'll eat it. But onions, and pork. Pork and onions.

Everyone prefers some foods over others, but some adults take this tendency to an extreme. These people tend to prefer the kinds of bland food they may have enjoyed as children - such as plain or buttered pasta, macaroni and cheese, cheese pizza, French fries and grilled cheese sandwiches - and to restrict their eating to just a few dishes.

"Fussy eater" is a euphemism for "big pain in the ass."

I've always been a picky eater but I'm not the healthiest eater.

I am not a foodie, thank goodness. I will eat pretty much anything. A lot of my friends are getting incredibly fussy about food and I see it as a bit of an affliction.

I don't eat green things, no vegetables.

Growing up, I was such a picky eater. I'm finally starting to expand.

I ate everything - a lot of pizza, bags of chips and boxes of cookies. Now I love chicken, that's all I eat.

I won't eat anything green.

I think there's a misconception that I eat everything. The one or two bites that you see me take, that's it.

Don't we all think picky eaters are a pain in the rear end? The good thing about the holidays is that it's a buffet-style thing, so you can pick what you want. It's about filling your belly, not theirs.

I'm not fussy about my food.

When I tell French parents that I know lots of American kids who will eat only pasta or only white rice, they can't believe it. I mean, they can understand how the kid left to his own devices might do that, but they can't imagine that parents would allow that to happen.

I was not a fussy kid and had a good appetite. Only, I was not happy to eat keerai and vegetables.

I dated this guy who literally would never eat a single vegetable. I was like, 'This is terrible. You eat like a five-year-old.'

My brother Max is three and half years younger than me but more of a fussy eater.

Having lived in America and France, I've been on both sides of the picky-eating divide.

My parents always used to complain about my eating habits. I was different. I was wrong. Everything had to be plain or boiled. I was 14 before I ate pasta with tomato sauce. My dad would take me to the best restaurants, and all I would eat was rice with olive oil.

All kids are fussy eaters - they go through phases where they'll only eat red food or they just want to eat porridge. With fussy kids, the best thing to do is use what they do like and work around it.