I know I haven't posted in awhile, but that's only because my life has been very full lately and my blog just doesn't fit into it. Plus, the only cool things that come to mind to blog about vanish immediately with the sheer amount of other "daily grind" things I have to think about or try to think about and often forget. I think I need more ram. Until then, bear with me and sing along with me "some beach, ...somewhere". If you don't know that song, picture a white sand beach, your bare feet, a gentle breeze and a Corona with a lime. I like that commercial. And I hate eggplant, but I'll try it occasionally to make sure I really don't like it or if it's just a mindset.
I'm adventurous with food, but I still don't like eggplant. I've always wondered if we don't like certain foods because we've had a bad experience that made us dislike that food and that taste always triggers a subconcious or concious memory, or maybe we all have different tastebuds and we can't control what we like or dislike.
But interestingly, although I've hated bell peppers all my life, I've made myself try them occasionally to see if I could make myself like them. Persistance has paid off, and now, years later, I'm starting to like them, and now not only am I enjoying a new food, I'm getting great nutrition that I'd been missing because I was so conditioned to believe I "didn't like bell peppers". I finally decided that because plenty of people like them, they must taste good somehow, so I reconditioned myself to believe I liked them. It's amazing what you can trick yourself into. I did the same with cantaloupe and now I'm working on onions. Mindsets are prisons. But I still hate eggplant.
