Yesterday I had this olive bread with some sweet potato and bacon soup. It tasted a lot nicer than it sounds. Today, I’m intending to meet Michael, Graham, Paul and Jim (or some combination of those names) for lunch at Kainan Cafe (which I blogged before.
I’m not really a ‘foodie’ but I do love my food.
Anton Ego: You’re a bit slow for someone in the fast lane.
Linguini: And… you’re thin for someone who likes food!
[Crowd gasps]
Anton Ego: I don’t LIKE food, I LOVE it. If I don’t LOVE it, I don’t SWALLOW.
This quote is from Ratatouille and it’s safe to say that I’m not like Anton Ego. I love food. I look forward to trips to faraway places largely in part because of the taste experiences. And yeah, I could probably afford to lose a few.
I’ll try anything. The Bush Tucker trials in “I’m a Celebrity, Get Me Out Of Here” leave me wondering how bad these things could taste or whether it really is just the idea of eating eyeballs and penises that bothers people.