Flavoring

Okay, just a quickie while cookie dough is chilling and before I get to Time Warping and Dreamcatching.

Three times in the past week, friends and family have mentioned, um, unique flavor interpretations.

We were at a friend’s Wednesday night after setting off some fireworks, and she served Ian some Kool-Aid. Green is her favorite flavor, because it tastes like dish soap.

Saturday night, a coworker mentioned that she likes green peppers, not because they taste good, they just taste weird.

And just now, baking cookies with Abby, who tries every ingredient, I learned that she likes baking powder because it tastes like paper.

I’ve told Ian the reason I don’t like peas is because they taste like sadness. Maybe that’s why I take such note when others compare food flavors to non-food items.

It’s interesting, though, isn’t it? Do you have any oddly reasoned out flavor preferences?


8 Comments on “Flavoring”

  1. You are hilarious.
    “peas taste like sadness” is now among my favorite quote.

  2. SM says:

    K once told me that he likes Trix cereal because it tastes like cat food. I didn’t really know how to respond to that. When I was little, I liked green beans because they tasted like grass.

  3. tigger62077 says:

    I really don’t have any taste flavorings along this line. The closest I come is “I don’t like it because it tastes like yuck!”

  4. Kate says:

    This isn’t really a taste thing, more like a smell thing:
    I grew up in East Africa where everything molded because it was so wet and hot. My parents put mothballs in with our Christmas decorations to try to keep the the mold and bugs at bay. Apparently when I was really tiny, they opened the boxes of Christmas stuff up, I took a deep sniff, and promptly declared it smelled like Christmas. After that, they bought the fake Christmas Evergreen tree spray and liberally applied it during the holiday season in an attempt to try to change my perception of what Christmas should smell like but still, mothballs smell like Christmas to me, lol.

    I wonder if something happened that made you associate peas and sadness.

    • April says:

      I love your mothballs story. It’s so individual, and I’ll bet you smile when you think about it. 🙂

      I can’t ever remember liking peas, or any pea-related traumas, but who knows, right?


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