Are you a picky eater? Share some of your favorite food quirks with us (the more exotic, the better!). Omnivores: what’s the one thing you won’t eat?
WELL that is such a great question isn’t it? Until recently, I thought that being a picky eater meant you only liked to eat a few things. Like oh geez he is so picky he only eats chicken nuggets and waffles.
BUT I have since learned that being a picky eater can be seen as liking your food a particular way. If that is the case then I am definitely a picky eater. I am so picky because I like my food in a very particular way- the absolute best that it can be for me.
Every single meal I eat, every single snack I steal, has to be perfect. Down to the very execution of each bite, I have developed a serious habit of stacking my food and creating my plates so that each and every meal is filled with perfection. Bite by bite.
Growing up, on the weekends my dad would always get sandwiches for us for lunch. From Blimpie. Every saturday basically, we would have huge sub sandwiches with chips. It was DELICIOUS. My mouth is watering as I’m writing this. Anyway, I would get a turkey one with provolone cheese and lettuce and oil and vinegar and tomato. It was amazing, but only with a bit of preparation.
You know the way that when they make those sandwiches they just slice the turkey all over it but it mostly piles up in the middle? Then by the time you get to the end of the roll the proportion of meat to bread has gone to crap. So the first thing I would do with my sandwich was open it up and rearrange it. Guaranteed perfection in every bite. And my father? He would just take a big old bite RIGHT into the thing. And then proceed to criticize me for picking everything apart. He would always say … just eat it! It’s a sandwich! Why do you have to pick everything apart?
So that is just a little snippet anyway. I still pick things apart. But only to put them back together again and enjoy every savory bite of it. So yes… I am quite literally… a picky eater. =D
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