I was on social media. Reading postings from my friends when I came across,
“I tried menudo. And I liked it.”
Menudo, for those of you not familiar with it, is a traditional Mexican soup.
And it has some unusual ingredients in it.
Well, unusual for an American cuisine, that is.
“Squeamish” would best describe some of the comments on that post.
(They were squeamish about eating the soup.)
I started laughing.
It reminded me of a similar situation, when I felt the same way.
Years ago (while living in a much larger city) I was at a party.
A multicultural gathering, the aroma from the food was tantalizing.
(That’s what I love about living in a big city – the variety of food and flavors.
I do miss that.)
I was piling things on my plate: Greek spanakopitas, Mexican tacos, and other delicious stuff.
Then I stopped and just stared at the next dish.
The food on the tray was staring right back at me:
The whole tray was full of eyes.
I quietly got my squeamish self away from it without touching it.
(Yes, I know that shouldn’t happen often.
It’s best to at least try before giving a like/don’t like verdict.)
Should I ever find myself in the vicinity of that “eye-full” dish I’ll do better.
(Hopefully it’s going to happen on a day when I feel adventurous : )
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