I grew up hating to try anything different in terms of food. It was all about plain cheese burgers from McDonald's and cheese pizza. I was the kid who only stuck with what she knew. My brother, Jim, on the other hand was the opposite. He was the "Mikey" of our family. He was and is willing to try any new exotic food. So, when I mentioned to him on the phone the other night that I was going out for sushi he almost fainted.
It wasn't until I moved to the Washington, DC area that I started to branch out and try new foods. After all, this area has every kind of food imaginable. Now, I LOVE Sushi, Thai, Mexican, Ethiopian, Chinese, Vietnamese, Italian, and the list goes on. I think I am now addicted to food and am even willing to have mushrooms, onions, pepperoni, sausage, gyro meat, chicken, green peppers, ham, Canadian bacon, and pineapple on my pizzas (maybe not all together). :)
What I have found is that by eating new foods I am traveling without leaving town. I sat at a sushi bar this week and started chatting with the person next to me. She recommended some selections and we talked about owning animals. As it turns out, we found out that we were only 2 degrees separation from each other! She knows my neighbors.
As adventurous as I've become, I always seem to be reminded that this is a small world after all!
2 comments:
You were a picky eater? Wow, I never would have guessed.
By the way, so was "Mikey." Before he tried Life cereal, the other kids say, "Don't let Mikey try it. He hates everything."
I don't know why I remember that, but I do.
Me too. VAncouver has every type of food imaginable, but I've never had Ethiopian. Sushi is probably one of my favorites, but right now I'm in an Indian phase.
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