“If nobody sees you eating it, it doesn’t contain any calories.”
Is it humanly possible to like any type of food? Apparently so. Somebody close to me does.
I don’t understand this.
Nature gave us taste buds to distinguish between tasty and distasteful food. We need to use those buds and mercilessly reject any bit of unsavory food.
But some people (forgive them, for they don’t know what they are doing) cannot help themselves; they will ingest absolutely anything dead or alive, regardless of its color, shape or smell.
Babies can also be fooled into eating anything. What do they know? As long as you spoon-feed them they will happily chomp on whatever you push into them. I know one of those kids! This little guy is an eating-machine. Nothing scares him. He will probably become a tightrope walker or a hot dog eating champion.
Personally I am a little somewhat picky. I particularly hate cooked cabbage and all its relatives. Like a Sicilian vendetta it will only end when one of us gets whacked off.
Then there is the pork stuff.
I generally agree with the saying “dans le cochon tout est bon” (in a pig, everything is good) but there are limits. I love “cochonnaille” but don’t ever mention pig’s feet or “tripes” to me.
Entrails and internal organs absolutely turn me off. You could not pay me enough to eat it. It has been exorcised and totally banished from my table.
And I am not a big fan of vegetables either; dead vegetables that is.
Generally acceptable when raw (like onions for instance) they become “personae non gratae” after having spent too much time lounging in a sauna pot. There is nothing worse than a limp vegetable.
“An onion can make people cry but there’s never been a vegetable that can make people laugh.” Will Rogers
And there is a list of so-called “edibles” too long to mention that will never cross my lips.
Some of my best friends are fruits, except of course cucurbits (melon, pumpkin, squash, etc.). Those are false friends, pretending to love you but secretly despising you. They are just like the Washington “swamp creatures” of yesterday and newly restocked creatures of today.
When I don a cooking apron, I like to use wine or brandy. These elixirs can resurrect any flat lining dish in a jiffy. If anything tastes dull, bring out the liquid artillery. A few shots of brandy can reanimate any dish from any coma.
“I cook with wine. Sometimes I even add it to the food.” –W.C. Fields
To sum it up, treat your body like a temple.
Don’t eat what does not smell good, what does not look good and what does not make goo-goo eyes at you.
Alain ♫
Ah ! si les hommes voulaient s’aider ! Ah ! si les femmes voulaient céder! Fréderic Dard