I was the pickiest eater EVER when I was a kid. Not only have I never liked creamy things (I wouldn't even drink whole milk as a small child), but I hated all types of sauces. My mom would make me a plain pork chop when the family had BBQ'd chops. I would eat spaghetti with butter and garlic when the rest of the family had meat sauce. I'd wipe everything off my pizza and just eat the bread/crust (no joke). I hated jelly, and would only eat PB & Fluff and I hated all cheese except velveeta (which is so NOT cheese!). Anything fried with a coating? I'd wipe it off and eat what was on the inside (chicken, fish sticks, etc).

My brother couldn't have his food touching on his plate. All hell would break loose if his peas rolled into his noodles or something. We had a ton of little tiny bowls at our house!

We both outgrew it all. We are both normal eaters (with the exception of my creamy repulsion), so a picky child isn't necessarily doomed to be a picky adult.