My entire diet is based on texture, really.
I don't like food in general. I am a vegetarian and I don't like to eat vegetables. The people I know all enjoy food and like rich food. They enjoy eating experimental foods at exotic and new restaurants. I order grilled cheese sandwiches. They tease me because I once stated that I've had grilled cheese sandwiches at all of the finest restaurants in Baltimore. I'm disgusted when the grilled sandwich arrives leaning against a pickle. For one thing, vinegar turns my stomach at the first smell of it and secondly I absolutely cannot stand my foods mingling with each other on my plate.
I eat only about 20 basic food products anyway. But I especially like dry and crunchy foods. I eat little else. I'm absolutely disgusted by wet condiments. ...catsup, mayonase, mustard, salad dressings, soups, sauces, dips, etc.
When I cook food, I insist that it be burned. Literally. Once, when I first moved in with my boyfriend, I was making toast in the toaster oven. He began questioning me as to why I was leaving it in the toaster so long. The two slices of bread suddenly burst into flames. He grabbed the tray with a towel and tossed it into the kitchen sink and ran the water over it. I got really upset because I still wanted to eat it. It only needed to be blown out. He ruined it by soaking it with water. Needless to say, he got rid of the toaster oven and he dissaproves of me cooking in general and certainly not alone or after he has gone to bed (unsupervised). Once when I was hospitalized, I set off the hospital's fire alarm when I tried to toast a dinner roll in a microwave oven, setting it on fire.
As for wet textures, there are a few exceptions,... I'll eat sweet things like corn syrup, pancake syrup, and so forth. I also like eggs and cheese. Also I usually eat 2 jars of peanut butter a week...directly from the jar.
I usually am offended by strong flavors, but sometimes I do enjoy heavy amounts of dry spices.
I have a collection of about 20 different kinds of salt which all have their own appropriate uses (not all dietary) and some of them sometimes substitute for each other if I'm out of another. I eat so much salt that a few years ago I went to my parent's house for christmas and my parents put before me a 2 foot tall cube wrapped in colored paper. I opened it. It was a gigantic cattle salt lick from my father. He thought it was very funny and whenever I'm with my family they love to retell the story.