I know I need to post the update from our trip. I am working on it, it is saved as a draft right now. But I felt inspired to reveal one of those things that is totally ridiculous about me. I hate tomatoes in salad. I love them in sandwiches, pasta, pretty much anything. But salads, I just can't hack it! I don't know why. I made a salad last night with tomatoes IN the salad, (usually I make a little bowl of tomatoes for Damon). There they were, all cut up, exposed to the rest of the salad. Contaminating the whole thing with their tomato-ness. I was brave. Braver than I have ever been in the 24 years of my life. I ate the salad, with out picking out the tomatoes. I ate the tomatoes. It was all I could do to force myself to swallow. I shuddered after every bite with tomato in it. Today I had the leftover salad with grilled chicken for lunch. I had reached my limit. The first bite had a big chunk of tomato in it, and I knew I just wasn't cut out for it. The tomatoes will be banished ( say it like in Romeo and Juliet, "Banish-ed", it sounds more dramatic) from my fair salad. Maybe I'll try again in 24 years...
On a totally unrelated note, also not a fan of blue cheese... Looks like I'll be making two separate salads for Damon and I...
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haha...this post was so funny! I did not know about you and tomatoes in salade..I'll keep that in mind! Cody doesn't like them in salads either!
That is so you. Totally love it. I too have weird food touching/texture issues, so I will cast no stones.
I feel exactly the same way about raw broccoli in anything. Steamed broccoli is fine but raw makes me cringe. Roland, of course, loves raw broccoli.
You offered "retouching/healing" services on my blog. Can I come over for that today? Is it painful? How long does it last?
:)
I think you need to post a blog about your time working for a magazine. I want to know more about that.
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