Changing Tastes

In the past 7 months I have changed my address, my job, my relationship status, my workout routine, my coping skills, my goals and my perspectives on different aspects of life.  One thing I have found that I cannot change, however, is my taste buds.

Whether it is a myth or has scientific proof to it the statement that taste buds change every 7 years is definitely not the case for me.  I have tried vegetables (excluding corn and potatoes because I do eat those but then again they’re more starch than anything) in various ways from grilling to coating with cheese or dips and I just cannot stomach them.  I have made a teeny bit of progress in being able to tolerate onions and peppers in dishes so long as they are finely chopped.  Anything big enough to pick out though I will remove.

I have also been in a battle lately with whole wheat bread.  I want to like it.  I know white bread is filled with numerous preservatives and would probably make our ancestors rolls in their graves to know how it is made.  Whole wheat to me though is just so… grainy.  I’ve tried various brands, the latest being Sara Lee soft whole wheat.  I tolerate it best if I have it toasted though I will use it in a PB&J if needed.  It just really isn’t as satisfying taste wise, and I find myself caving and grabbing a slice of white bread when I really want to enjoy the taste of bread.

Whole wheat pasta is even worse to me.  I’ve tried using the technique of making spaghetti with half whole wheat and half white pasta, and even that isn’t sufficient for me.  The texture just bothers me too much.

I often feel hypocritical living and advocating a healthy lifestyle when I know my diet is less than stellar.  I want to devour a salad made with fresh greens, toss veggies in everything and anything and shun white sugar completely.  I just can’t.  It’s not for a lack of trying; my taste buds just refuse to accept it.  I will continue with the struggle though because I know the payoff health wise would be worth it.  I’m in my 4th round of “every 7 years” – maybe this year my tastes will finally change.

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