My Eating Habits

I don't see any food as good or bad, I just go with what I'm feeling at the time. If something appeals to me, I'll have it; if it doesn't I won't.

I don't like pork but I don't mind pork as sausages or Salami.

I don't like avocado but I don't mind avocado as guacamole.

I don't like pomegranates but I quite like pomegranate juice.

Most people don't see toilet paper as food but it is to me.

Yesterday my mother prepared some stew with steak and kidney. Although I'm not crazy about steak or red meat, I was curious to try some stew with the steak. After a few mouthfuls, I'd had enough. I ate the rice with the stew and gave my mother the remainder of the steak. I might have some stew later without the steak or kidneys.

Interestingly enough, my mother cooked some stew with meat balls recently and I loved it. I thought it was delicious.

My older brother doesn't like fruits, which make him sick, yet he can drink fruit juices.

I'm very much aware that my likes, dislikes, and preferences are dreams that I'm making up to suit my changing moods. Underneath it all is the substance - Light - that which never changes and is very good.

At least this means I'm very flexible when someone invites me to dinner.

Enocia

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