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I want to be adventurous when it comes to food. I try to taste everything with an open mind, I really do. but no matter how much my mind WANTS to eat something, sometimes my body just refuses to cooperate.
One day, while we were in a neighboring village in Spain called Polientas - a very nice Spanish man generously handed us green olives wrapped in sardines.
oh man.
I’m not a fan of either of those things (and I want DESPERATELY to like olives - I keep trying them every 3 months hoping my tastes have changed)
I tried. I really did - but that ‘ol gag reflex of mine was not letting me swallow.
It’s the worst thing. I would have given anything to just get it down.
The same thing happened again with a big piece of blood sausage. I just couldn’t do it. I was so fearful that my reaction would be taken as a sign of disrespect so I spit it into a napkin as discreetly as possible.
Anyone have any tips for getting over this?
M

I want to be adventurous when it comes to food. I try to taste everything with an open mind, I really do. but no matter how much my mind WANTS to eat something, sometimes my body just refuses to cooperate.

One day, while we were in a neighboring village in Spain called Polientas - a very nice Spanish man generously handed us green olives wrapped in sardines.

oh man.

I’m not a fan of either of those things (and I want DESPERATELY to like olives - I keep trying them every 3 months hoping my tastes have changed)

I tried. I really did - but that ‘ol gag reflex of mine was not letting me swallow.

It’s the worst thing. I would have given anything to just get it down.

The same thing happened again with a big piece of blood sausage. I just couldn’t do it. I was so fearful that my reaction would be taken as a sign of disrespect so I spit it into a napkin as discreetly as possible.

Anyone have any tips for getting over this?

M

08/24/2010 13:44
  1. kaylaartrip reblogged this from withoutmelissa and added:
    am the same way!...seafood, it’s such...classy food and...
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