Let’s get something straight right up front. I’m NOT a picky eater.
Exhibit A? I’m fat.
I have been since maybe the end of middle school or start of high school.
I like food. Clearly too much.
Which is why a recent development is so puzzling. Suddenly I have an aversion to some foods I’ve always liked.
Fish is no longer fun
I can’t stomach fish, for example. Which, as a Marylander is KILLING me.
But lately my body says, “Nope, not gonna happen” every time I try to fight a forkful of fish down.
Tempeh is a turn off
And then there’s tempeh. I know fermented soy isn’t everyone’s jam. But I’ve always enjoyed it.
It makes a great breakfast side in place of bacon. It’s terrific in dishes when you want to lay off the meat for a meal.
And let’s face it, our belly bugs LOVE the stuff.
But this isn’t supposed to be a commercial for tempeh. It’s a post about developing sudden food aversions as an adult.
And tempeh is another victim of this strange new shift in taste. Even looking at a picture of it right now makes my stomach do uncomfortable flip flops.
I wonder how common this is. Have other folks’ developed a 2-year-old’s palate as an almost oldster?
Or am I just a freak of nature?
And no, I’m NOT pregnant.
