Marmite. Love it or loath it. There is no in between! I love it. Neil really, really loathes it.
I wonder why people don't like certain foods? I am quite fond of saying that I like all foods, but when I think about it that is not true. I don't like cockles and winkles (yuk). Neil loves them (still yuk). I'm not a fan of oysters particularly (yukky texture). Hmmmm, Neil isn't either. Goats cheese is quite simply too tangy a taste for me. Neil loves it, and even has it on his pizza sometimes (eeyuk). Oh, and I have gone off bacon. Yes you've guessed it, Neil loves a good bacon sandwich. I actually love the smell of it cooking, but I can't bring myself to put it in my mouth. Very strange as I used to eat it. I also don't like tea. Neil only drinks tea! Years ago I loved a good cup of tea, but when I got a tummy bug I couldn't cope with any milk for some reason. Tea without milk was not something I enjoyed at all, so a weak black coffee became my hot drink of choice. My mother used to joke that it wasn't worth me drinking it though, as I only had a few 'grains' of coffee in the cup. I do now use a full teaspoon of decaf Nescafe Gold Blend in my cup of coffee so it does actually taste of something, but I have never been able to drink it with milk, and even weirder I have never gone back to drinking a cup of tea again. On the odd occasion I fancy a cup of tea but the minute I make it I just think 'yuk' and throw it away. It's all very strange, and must be something to do with my taste buds I suppose? I like peppermint tea though!
Anyway back to food 😀. Neil and I are foodies. We love cooking, eating and checking out recipes. Oh, and we watch a fair few cookery programmes too. But I didn't realise how many foods I love that Neil dislikes, and visa versa, until I started to list them. I adore apple pie. Neil doesn't. Neither does he like apple crumble or apple tarts. I like trifle. Nope Neil doesn't. I love, love, love custard. Nope, Neil doesn't. Avocado? Yes I do, no Neil doesn't. Honey? Yep, Neil nope. Lemon puffs yum yum. Neil is almost sick at the thought of eating them. In fact right now I am surprised we even cook and eat the same dinner! Gosh the more I think about it the more foods I realise we don't agree on. Marzipan? Yes, no. Peas? Yes, no. Dear oh dear. Mind you it appears I like more varieties of food than Neil. I wonder if this has anything to do with how we were brought up, or is it all about taste?
My mother was born in Germany, and she cooked in a very different way to how my English relatives did. There were a lot of sauces, garnishes and different vegetables. My father had an allotment and we had a big garden as I was growing up. Dad loved to experiment, and we had yellow beetroot and red onions years before they were at the supermarket. My sons grew up used to eating raw vegetables and helping dad dig and plant the seeds. Both of them eat most types of vegetables. Neil admits that his mother was a 'plain' cook and not adventurous. He did serve overseas when he was in the Army so I can't say that he is conservative with his food, but he still is quite adamant in what he doesn't like. He did tell me that years of lumpy custard at school has put him off it. And apparently marmite is just too strong a taste for him....I grew up taking marmite and pate or cheese sandwiches to school in my teens! Surely it cant be to do with how you were brought up?
We all have taste buds, so why don't we all like the same foods? Well it seems that we don't all have the same amount of taste buds. I didn't know that until......yes, you know what's coming......I looked it up. (I think I am becoming predictable??) It also depends on how sensitive those taste buds are to certain flavours as to what you like. It makes for interesting reading, but to be honest all I know is what I like and don't like. The yummy and the yukky! Basically I just like food. I like to eat it and that is probably why I am rather more rotund than I should be? I am also an emotional eater. I eat when I am unhappy, fed up, bored, tired, irritable...….You get the idea? I also eat when I am happy. I really have no off button. In fact the only time I don't eat is when I am very ill with a tummy bug or bad throat, in total stomach churning love, or in stomach rolling nervousness. That's the difference between Neil and myself. He is not overweight and food isn't the be all and end all to him. I live to eat, he eats to live. Now I wonder if this is because of life style, upbringing or genetics? This may be one for another blog me thinks.……..?
https://www.thekitchn.com/5-reasons-why-we-love-some-foo-145555
http://www.tastescience.com/abouttaste3.html
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