Ok, so I thought that I might have a regular thing for the blog - where I confess to things. Some things may be shameful, some things may not. You will have to tune in to find out.
We'll start things off slow...
Until last Saturday morning I have never - EVER - eaten marmalade. In my 27 years on this earth I have resoundingly refused to eat, touch or think about marmalade. It may have been that as a child I associated it completely with being an adult and enjoying adult-like breakfast foods, like porriage and coffee and kippers on toast, whereas all I wanted was a bowl of Frosties or Ready Brek and some Kulana juice.
So Saturday morning as I had some tea and toast with my dad I reached for the marmalade jar on the kitchen table. I decided that it was time to join the world of adult taste buds. I spread it pretty thinly on my toast and bit in, and do you know what. It wasn't so bad. Now I don't think that I would be getting up in the middle of the night to enjoy some but if marmalade was offered I might not say no the next time.
Althought the whole peel issue still has me thrown.
Are there any foods that you hated as a child that you still won't eat, even though you don't know what they taste like? Why?