What a bunch of picky eaters (grin). I was very fortunate that the canned stuff supplied to me was tolerable. Of course I didn't have to taste it as it was going down the PEG, but it actually smelled pretty good. I, too, got rid of the PEG asap, and felt like Lady Bountiful when I wheeled 14 unopened cases of canned food into the county nursing home. They were practically doing cartwheels to get it, and I was practally doing the same to get rid of it.

And Gary, the last I heard, you are a long way from the UK. Around here, we spell 'merican, boy! (grin)

Joanna, who has NEVER made an error (yeah, right)