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Yup, it's all a matter of perspective and we all like what we like whether another likes it or not is immaterial.

I remember an argument once over someone of one ethnicity being upset that someone of another ethnicity not being interested in theirs.

In other words, it was like a "I'm black, you're white, and your being prejudiced if you don't like dating black guys." It wasn't, it was other ethnicities, but that's a moot point. Whatever you like, you like and whatever you don't you don't and no matter what someone else thinks, will never change your opinion.

Be it you don't like short, tall, fat, skinny, old or young or a thousand other permutations, You are what you are and you like what you like. Fuck everyone else.

Me, I can have soup, but something that is engrained in my mind that is meant to be dry, but isn't, isn't going to sit well in my stomach. Note: not for lack of trying.
"Grill" me however you like (pun intended) my stomach is the deciding factor in regards to my appreciation (or lack thereof) of all foods.
 
I agree. I think textural taste is more likely to trigger distaste rather than flavor, though I have never been able to eat black licorice and that's fennel (as far as I know). Red licorice isn't a problem for me.

I'm not sure my likes or dislikes are anything more than what my taste buds and stomach rule on. I was always brought up to eat what was put in front of me. I've had few issues where I could not do that. Anything regarding prunes being one of them and that is a textural over flavor issue. I've had chicken flavored with prunes and it wasn't an issue. In fact it tasted great.

Give me prune whip or prune pudding or straight prunes off the vine and I'll pass. Texturally, it won't pass my tongue. Prune juice, that's an odd one, It's not a texture issue there but I can't have it. That might be the only time my mind takes over.

I've had haggis, ox tale, and many other things people would usually turn their nose up at. Most I've liked.
 
Baggage is the killer of relationships with people in my age group.
"I had a relationship with a person like you and it put a bad taste in my mouth (therefore I don't like relationships with people like you)" That kind of baggage.

When I was younger, I (foolishly) expected women to be a virgin with me. Well, that went far gone a long long while ago.

Compromise is the problem to the answer.

If we do nothing but compromise, then what are we saying about our own values and what we hold as important?
Then again, if we don't compromise, then what relationships will ever bloom?

I won't say you're right, nor that you're wrong, and I don't like to make decisions about people based on what is said over the internet. I can make friends with just about anybody but I'm very picky about relationships.

Foods aren't as important to me as relationships. I don't rate a person who doesn't like eating hot dogs as to whether I like them or not. I've never been too picky about foods though this changes more as I get older.
 
Well, you seem to be trying to direct this solely to relationships and I'm trying to keep it involving food... somehow. heh Even if it's a little watered down.


Food and relationships aren't a crossover for me. However, I am very picky regarding relationships. That means I have a lot of particulars that I find important so you can imagine sensuality is one of them. I could even say which shape of face is extremely attractive to me. Is not having that shape face important to me that it would be a deal breaker for me?

No, but to answer your earlier question, yes, you're right about one thing, the oysters wouldn't be a deal breaker for me, but if it's a deal breaker for you, then it's also a deal breaker for me. I don't pursue someone who says "I don't think so." That's great. No problem all interest just dwindled to nothing for me too and that is a clear deal breaker for me.

There was a young woman I was interested in many years ago. I was watching her more than moving in on her because we both worked together and that kind of a relationship usually fails for me. Yet, I was still intensely hot for her. One day, she got vocal about my interest in her, but it was one of those "scathing -what the heck are you doing?" sort of things which had a lot of overtones of disapproval/disinterest. I can't recall exactly what she said.
Without a moment to think about it, I looked her eye to eye and said something like, "It was merely an innocent infatuation, but even as I speak, you'll have nothing to worry about anymore."
And from that moment on, I never looked at her again, nor thought about her. I can barely remember what she looked like but I am getting good at erasing my thoughts that cause pain and regret.

That's how picky I am about relationships. For me it's a chemistry/instant/it's there or it's not sort of thing or it's nothing.

As for interests in food, I've always gone by opposites attract, but you say my not liking oysters is a deal breaker. I could point out I love raw conch or scorched conch to be exact (raw conch soaked in lemon juice (or conch fritters! Yum!). I'll even eat the purple part (that's the part that jumps over the fence last, folks), but that's food and not sex. I'd ask does that impress you but even if it did, that you hold a relationship value over what is eaten over what a person is, I can tell you again, you're right, it would never get off the ground.

Now, I've been editing all day and though I got wound up from all that editing, my spring is now slowing down real fast, so I'm gonna go.

'Night Neverland!
 
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I made bilberry buns for my mom when I visited. They're her summer favorite, and I quite like them too. They don't look like much, but they're really tasty. Someone less greedy would no doubt learn to fill them so that th bilberry filling doesn't run over the bun brim. That someone is not me.

Today's dinner's gonna be a simple tomato soup. I've been craving it for days now.
 
I hope she is coping ok Seela. I have carried good wishes for your strength in my heart.

She's doing good, as am I. Baking and cooking my way through any anxiety I might have, as usual. Thanks for your good wishes. :)
 
I made bilberry buns for my mom when I visited. They're her summer favorite, and I quite like them too. They don't look like much, but they're really tasty. Someone less greedy would no doubt learn to fill them so that th bilberry filling doesn't run over the bun brim. That someone is not me.

Today's dinner's gonna be a simple tomato soup. I've been craving it for days now.

She's doing good, as am I. Baking and cooking my way through any anxiety I might have, as usual. Thanks for your good wishes. :)

They look great!
I'm glad to hear that you are both doing ok!

Chili here, with chopped onion and cilantro, sourcream and bread.
 
This isn't exactly about cooking, but it is about food, so I decided to put it here instead of in Iso Blurts. (I'm so sorry.)

I'm having this incredibly weird craving for streak o' lean, which, most of the time, I'm only mildly indifferent toward. Like, as soon as somebody pays me (whenever that may be), I'm probably going to go to the store and get some to fry up.

I'm almost certain this is because we've had 95+ (35C) degree weather with heat indices of 110+ (43C) degrees for the last several days. I haven't been out in it much, but I dehydrate and get whacked out electrolytes at an alarming rate, even under the best of circumstances. So I feel pretty sure this weird craving for streak o' lean is my body's desperate attempt at getting enough salt because the stuff is loaded with it.

What the hell, body? I don't even like meat. For the most part. :rolleyes:
 
What is streak o' lean? I could google, but asking's easier. :p

CnC's tart made me crave for some leftover tart (or trash tart/pie, as it's called here). Those are the ones that always turn out the best.

But no cooking for me today. :)
 
Trash pie?! :eek:
It's yummy :p

Yup, trash pie. Instead of throwing things into trash I throw them in the pie*. Another common name for it is compost pie.

They really are yummy, despite the name. :D

*Edible things, not plastic etc. I had to add this, I know how your mind works!
 
Yup, trash pie. Instead of throwing things into trash I throw them in the pie*. Another common name for it is compost pie.

They really are yummy, despite the name. :D

*Edible things, not plastic etc. I had to add this, I know how your mind works!

:D
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Are you sure Steak O' Lean is meat? :p

I'm willing to count that as a technicality. :p

What is streak o' lean? I could google, but asking's easier. :p

I have no idea what the real name for it is, but it's a type of salt-cured fatback that has some meat still attached to it (as opposed to regular fatback, which doesn't). It's called that 'cause the meat/muscle attached makes a literal "streak" of lean (meat) in the middle of the fat. We're real clever with our naming around these parts. :p

It's pretty popular in the South, at least in the country. I live in a small city now, but I grew up eating it. And I'm not joking about the salt content, either. It's so bad that you have to soak or boil the stuff before frying it to get enough of the salt out so it'll be edible!

ETA: The number of :p faces in this post is mildly disturbing to me.
 
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