Of troy,

I had to eat Bird's nest soup once at the home of a beloved friend who was Chinese. I could not get past the mental image of spitting birds, so I struggled with that soup and really had to choke it down without enjoying it--and this from one who genuinely enjoys chittlin's! Go figure.

There has to be a word for that mental blocking mechanism that keeps you from doing what you know is harmless...

Best regards,
WW