Yall know me. I have been at this food blogging life for quite some time now (4 years!) and I hope that my readers can appreciate my sincere , undying devotion to food & eating..... Like many of you, food & the celebration of it is the most basic, most innate, most rudimentary devotion that I have ever experienced.
When I began eating solid foods (which of course, I do not remember ) I probably was instantly in love with the textures & flavors of the experience involved in eating, the mangiare-ness of it all: the chewing, the coating of the tongues, the nibbles with crunching. There was really nothing (and to this day!!) that I couldn’t figure out how to like. That is me: the even-tempered, i-guess-its-ok type Libra woman that will find a way to like something, point out its good parts & above all! she will keep. chewing. One must always keep eating, it is said, to be a polite & lovable dinner party guest.
But what happens when you eat something that is your favorite?? Now, stick with her, Folx! She is going somewhere with this.... What happens when you stumble upon some morsel that is instantly identified as a favorite? It is inexplicable, there is no rhyme or reason, of course, just a FAVORITE flavor that comes to be discovered, one day without warning. In this PC world, we are given very confused mixed messaging about things: there are no longer “favorites,” everything should be treated as if it is just the same. Everything is neutralized & stripped of its uniqueness, we are told to deny our understanding of what is unique, second guess what we think we know and act as if we can get the same thing anywhere we are (isn’t that the modus operandi & ethos behind the gargantuan Amazon, our zeitgeist dictator?)
Well, exxotiqueGOURMET is here to say that SHE STILL BELIEVES IN FAVORITES! SHE STILL BELIEVES IN THE UNIQUE EXPERIENCE OF RESPECTING WHAT YOU LIKE JUST BECAUSE YOU LIKE IT! SHE STILL BELIEVES IN THE UNIQUENESS OF LOVE....er...FOOD (we are talking about food, right)?? [Embarrassed emoji inserted here]
DONT FIGHT TO LIKE SOMETHING ELSE JUST AS MUCH. #unnatural
DONT IGNORE YOURSELF, YOUR DESIRES, YOUR WANTS. #unhealthy
RESPECT YOUR DESIRES! RESPECT YOUR TASTEBUDS. #bloom
So, here’s the confession:
I am in L♥VE. eek.... like really.
Like I have been in L♥VE for some time now. But I’ve been fighting it.... I’ve been talking myself out of it & shiii, i’ve been looking for reasons (and other persons!) to love so that I can deny myself in some sick twisted way or not believe that love is for me. I’ve been afraid of the possibilities, I’ve been running to used-to-be-comfortable toxic ways and I’ve been preparing myself to FAKE IT, fake life, to say YUM when I really feel MEH.... I’ve been preparing myself to ACT like I don’t have a preference/predilection/a favorite. Don’t get me wrong, acting is fun but a lifetime of faking??????? All because of FEAR????? oh no no, it has ended tonight, the spell of being nice & pleasing everyone has broken, it’s soooooo not worth it. The jig of making everyone feel like I like them all just the same, everyone is good enough, everyone on the same level, oh no no. I SHALL PLEASE MYSELF, she said.
I don’t remember when I had my 1st philly cheesesteak: OMG the onions, the mushroom, the peppers, the provolone, the thinly sliced steak, the hoagie roll, the peppers, the mayo, the tomato & lettuce & hot sauce. GOTTTTTDAMN, that is my sandwich, Girrrrrrl! It has always been my sandwich, there is something just divinely inspired when I eat one (although now I try to take the seitan version, #vegetarian). Come to find out cheesesteaks were my Mom’s #1 #SMASHitem when she was pregnant with me so liiiiike...... truly innate.
When I met this guy, the love, it was so damn divine & natural that I couldn’t even understand what I was looking at. I met him but I didn’t really meet him like I almost didn’t even notice him - THAT’S how perfect he was! I haven’t been able to forget him! It’s been 3 years & I KNOW that I will regret not going for it, not gathering my courage to let him know that I care..er...love him...er...am totally inspired & attached to him - somehow, it is bizarre. I have NEVERRRRRRR felt like this and I mean, damn, it’s just crazy to consider the gravitas of this potential reality..... ok so damn! Let me get my bearings (sips ice water):
1. Stay pleasuring your tastebuds, go for what you TRULY want, ok?
2. Trust your self/tastebuds/intuition - you know what you like, ok?
3. Know that love/favorites are REAL - everyone’s got em!
When my nephew, Reuben, first had mango, it was obvious that he loved it. I mean, who doesn’t right? The sweet pulpy , ultraTROPICAL gooey-ness, i mean the kid has great taste! But it’s funny to admit that this tiny boy is one of the reasons that I am writing tonight about favorites and tasteful intuition bc the kid never forgets to mention MANGO! Mango , Mango, Mango! lol
Reuben, what do you want to eat for lunch today?
Crackers..... cheese.....ice water.....mango......
This boy REMEMBERS Mango, his tastebuds REMEMBER Mango.
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