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  • New tastes in a new form of mind await me.

    The day I decide I like olives is to come.

    And sandwiches.

    And ketchup.

    I'm just warming up to pizza. The food's just to simple...and I'm not. I just happen to be walking along the path of food growth backwards. Raw oysters came in a long time ago, and still hold the place of favorites. The way they slip slide down your throat with the mellow taste of the sea eclipses a sandwich any day.

    I guess I like to be different. A classic kid, aiming for the adoration and respect of old farts (an affectionate word for adults). Developing exotic tastes beyond expectation for such youth is one way to impress.

    But it's also just for the joy and wonder of trying something new. I'm beyond junk food now. I laugh in the face of McDonald's. It's best to start young, to gather food intelligence that will impact your whole life. Food itself will take you on a journey. Wouldn't you rather go to China and dive into the food in its most delicious native form than go to the ice cream and pizza party across the street?
    You know my answer.

    I swim through the exotics that I encounter, and some strike my fancy, driving me up the ladder of growth. Something to brag about. I don't eat too much, but when trying something knew it feels like I've eaten a world.

    And if each dish is a world, than I'll be going on a lot of journeys in the future. Off to taste the best of french fries. The sweetest salads.

    Food in the form of travel... me and my tongue will be going places.
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