If you are one of the several bloggers who have tagged me for a meme then wondered whatever happened to the response, then all I have to say is that I am sorry. I do eventually get around to them, but it just takes me a while. What happens is that I get tagged, then I completely forget about it, then through some random spurt of memory recollection I remember that I promised someone a while ago that I was going to do a meme.
Well to kill two birds in one stone, here is a meme that Marce of Pip In The City tagged me with some time ago: 6 food oddities about myself and an event that I assured Rachel at Food Maven I was going to join, but never did called What's In Your Basket? So here they are:
First of all, for most people that have known me for sometime, seeing the word food so close to my name is an oddity in itself. It was well renown that I liked to eat, although my reputation never went as far as being known to enjoy making food and especially to the point of gushing profusely about things like the discovery of wattleseed, the appearance of the season's first asparagus and things of that sort. Although I have been at this blog for almost a year, this food thing is a relatively new distraction. But here are six other idosyncrasies I have with food.
1. I have an ambiguous relationship with onions. I hate them raw, I hate them half cooked and I hate the crunching sound they make in my mouth when they aren't cooked all the way through. That said, I do love how they smell and I am not opposed to eating them when they are cooked completely, thus rendering them crunch-less.
I suppose that it is the crunching noise they make when I eat them because I have to say that the same goes with raw celery. You will never catch me gnawing on a raw stalk of celery, even if it was smothered in peanut butter.
2. Simply put, I cannot abide by coleslaw and think that it should be outlawed.
3. I am quite happy to drive an hour from home to have a nice big breakfast although I will refuse to make one myself at home, even though this would probably require less effort and expense. To me Eggs Benedict always seems to taste better when eaten somewhere that is not your own home.
4. This might come as a shock to you because I’m Asian, but I don't like Asian desserts. Call me a traitor but I just don’t get them. The combination of beans, jelly, tapioca and condensed milk just doesn’t sound tempting to me and I cannot bring myself to eat anything that has the work mung, moon or lotus in its name.
5. I've eaten SPAM, enough said.
6. I am allergic to all types of melons; watermelon, rock melon (cantaloupe), honeydew, you name it, if it's a melon, I can't stand it. They make the inside of my mouth and my throat really itchy to the point that I will scratch my neck in a vain attempt to soothe my itchy throat only to have it look like I have severe sunburn on my neck. I was never always allergic to such fruits, although I found this out when I was 12 and at a friends party and was whole-handedly polishing of the fruit platter consisting mostly of melon fruits.
Let's just say I missed out on playing pin the tail on the donkey as my mum had to come and pick me up.
WHAT"S IN MY TROLLEY?
Here's what I bought at my local IGA...
4. King Island Vanilla Yoghurt
5. Yellow Squash
6. Baby Carrots
7. Baby Beetroot
9. Medjool Dates
10. Waffle Cones
12. Button Mushrooms
13. Lindt 70% cacao Chocolate