As I’ve aged, it’s unsurprising that my tastes change as well. There are also comfort foods that seemingly never change.
How Tastes Change
Before I retired, one of my clients was Campbell Soup. They had a company store that sold products from the various companies they owned…Pepperidge Farm, Godiva Chocolate, Spaghetti-O’s, etc. Browsing through the company store, I remembered how much I LOVED SpaghettiOs with Meatballs!
We used to beg my mom for this at the grocery store.
So I decided to pick up a can. You know…so I could re-live my childhood.
Bloated, overcooked pasta rings in watered-down ketchup and little chunks of dog-food strewn throughout. Fucking disgusting. I honestly had to force myself to taste it.
Also recently, Thaddeus and I went to White Castle. We chatted with some customers in line and asked how many sliders is a normal-size portion for one person. They insisted it was at least 10.
They were wrong. At least for us. We ordered 20 sliders with cheese, fries and beverages. The sliders came in a cardboard suitcase.
Unlike the SpaghettiOs, I enjoyed the White Castle sliders. But there was no way I could enjoy 10 of them. After I forced down the 8th slider, I realized the law of diminishing returns compelled me to stop and throw out the remaining 2 sliders.
Aging and Comfort Food
Honestly, aging has changed what I find appealing. Gorging on 10 sliders is no longer enjoyable. But I still do enjoy some of the more simple things from my childhood.
Well…technically, I never had Marias Galletas as a child. But they remind me of animal crackers when I was young. A simple cookie with a nice hot cup of tea will do quite nicely for me now.
How about you? Disgusting food from your childhood? Comfort food that you still enjoy?
I wrote that I’d do better in the last blog entry, so I finished one of the Crochet Thermal Stitch hats and made a lot of progress on the other one.
I have become quite obsessed with this hat design and seeing what it looks like in various yarns.
Perhaps I’ll stop when I reach a dozen. Perhaps not.