Saying that Strange's taste buds aren't exactly the best is putting it nicely. After all, a short list of the things that the man's willingly put in his mouth include army rations, poisonous plants, a dead mouse, and juice from said dead mouse. You learn to stomach some terrible stuff that way and you probably get your taste buds screwed up something fierce. Strange is probably the only person here who's actually eating most of Peridot's food and definitely the only person here who thinks it's halfway decent.

It helps that he's getting drunker as the night goes on. Thanks, booze.

Strange has picked out a plate that's entirely carrots and squashes (even for someone with as fucked up taste buds as him, the mayo was a little too much). Partway through the evening, he spots Peridot and waves her over. "These carrots are delicious, by the way. A bit too salty for my taste but the texture's wonderful!"

No comment about the other vegetables.