Different Colour Foods Touching Each Other.

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While I have largely grown out of this as an adult thoug,h I still am not keen on red and green things touching but as a child I would refuse to eat food when the colours touched each other.

Is this normal for children or is it an autistic thing?

As an adult I have learned that it is ok. And it is more that some foods have different tastes and textures which don't work well together that I don't like. I will like one food and I would like another food but I would leave the part where the two foods meet.

Now though as my Mum explained that they all end up in the same place in my stomache (I had to think about that ) I will be more accomodating and eat them, but it was in adulthood that I made that decision...

Some foods I do not eat at all due to their texture and feel. Other foods I don't eat due to their taste. Most foods today I am happy eating but in the past as a child it could be difficult with me.

Some other things would prevent me from eating as well. If I saw a lit match or candle the smell would make me not eat. The same goes if someone is smoking, which growing up in the 1970's my parents used to tell me off because I would not eat in restaurants because they had an ash tray on the table or someone somewhere was smoking.
I did not mind too much if I was not eating. My Dad smoked. But I would be in a desparate rush to eat my food before my Dad would finish his and want to smoke. As soon as he lit up, no matter how nice the food was, that was when I stopped eating, and he would eat fast.
I am like this today. I don't mind people smoking at all really as long as they don't do it when I am having food. The two don't mix.

I don't smoke and never have tried. If I did try I would never do it when eating. The two are opposites. They don't mix like different colour foods don't mix...

It is the stronger red colour and green colour like postbox red and british racing green type of shades that do not go well together.

Strangely, they can meet together if they have a clearly defined boarder inbetween them, or if they are on separate panels. These days I am less fussy, but when I painted one of my trains, I was debating if I should use bufferbeam red next to the cartwright green which is a slightly brighter shade of green to british racing green, but as I realized that the bufferbeam at the back was on its own panel compared to the body work, I was ok with them coming together. The front of the loco where the bufferbeam is meets with black before it goes to the green body so I am fine with this.

I am only fussy these days on things that are important to me and other things I will not mind quite so much, like I no longer mind if I put a red book on a green book as they are separate things, and in the past I did not mind this. But red and green on the same item was something I did not like. When playing Lego I did not like red bricks touching the green bases as a child.

Yet light greens and pale reds are not so bad.Maybe I have good colour co-ordination? I know what colours work well together and which jar the eyes?

Likely more of OCD or anxiety thing.
Or unaccustomed and being rigid thing.
Or maybe visual and preference thing.

I outgrew that particular type of fussiness in food rather easily...


As for objects -- I never had it.
Probably because I didn't had a choice.

While I still retain the same instinct about the idea of being orderly... It hadn't been well acted or practiced upon.
Nor felt like enforcing any unless the space is absolutely certain that it's mine alone -- and I never owned any space for myself even now.


But sure -- reds and greens.
Reminds me of Christmas.

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I know it is not anxiety and not OCD because OCD is a compulsion to do things where this was more of a need. (I have had OCD tendencies in the past and I believe I hve conquored them though at times the odd one comes back. It took me 35 years to overcome one of them!)

It seems common among autistic people but I've never had this. I only don't like foods touching if I don't like something that is on my plate and I don't want it to taint the other food. But otherwise, it has never bothered me if foods touch on the plate or what colours they are. All the food goes down the same hole and gets mushed inside you anyway, you can't keep your food apart in your stomach.

my mom told me that,also.

Personally, I follow a different scheme. I don't try to separate different colors, I try to separate different foods without regard to their color.

Note that this is a preference, not a requirement.

Keeping different foods separated makes it easier to eat one thing at a time. Also a preference and a habit--enough so that my bride has asked me why I eat things that way.

I don't want my foods touching regardless of what color they are.
I've gotten a little bit better about it, now that I'm older, but only if it's foods that taste good together anyway.

Fussy eating is a mine field sometimes.

I think it could be an autistic thing but I'm not really fussy. I do like to eat things in order of preference on my plate though.

Like I always eat my veg first. If I'm having chips then they will be last. Meat will be in the middle but if its got a nice bit of juicy fat on the meat then that will definitely be saved until last.

It's more like a childish game than fussy eating for me.

I don't care about the colours but I don't like certain mixes, like I don't like solid foods getting into my mashed potatoes unless I'm mixing everything into them; I don't like ketchup getting on a lot of foods either.

Yeah I meant reverse order so I'll save the best until the last.

It probably comes from having to clear my plate when I was younger so I devised a way to make it easy on myself.

I just did it then with a pizza. I polished off the crust first then I ate my salad and then I went back for the best bit of the pizza.

Gosh.

To me there aint nothing more mouth watering than seeing a sizzling mix of diced red bell peppers and diced green bell peppers, yellow slices of squash, mixed together, with ...whatever other combo of meat, mushrooms, and veggies you are throwing into the skillet, mixed with tomato sauce, poured atop pasta.

I sorted my food by color and I didn't like different textures touching (like spaghetti sauce leaking onto other foods), but I don't think I fussed. My ASD daughter does, so maybe I did. I listened to the kids' song "eat like rainbow" with my kids for a few years. Love that song. A plate full of colorful good is a great thing. These days I might mildly cringe, but hardly so. I will eat something unusual very slowly or not at all. I might want to eat it, but I can't. If I taste even a little bit of rot, I'm afraid to take another bite. My NT husband will say he doesn't taste it and my head is screaming with it.