Finicky Foodies… There are a lot more of us than you might think.
In my own family,
Holiday meals that I prepare are pretty interesting, to say the least. (I’ll tell you about how I stuff a turkey, when we get closer to Turkey Time.)
So… What drives a Finicky Foodie?
I don’t wake up in the morning with thoughts about how I’ll craft my day around the “Bounty of the County,” as is often said here in Sonoma County.
I wake up thinking about what I need to write. I might get a bite in somewhere in the process, but most likely it will be about 10:00 a.m., and the hunger pangs hit me. I slice off a piece of a banana, and keep typing away on my computer.
This is typical for me. By 4:00 p.m., I might begin to take food seriously, having shoved something down at lunchtime.
I don’t live to eat, because food’s not what seems to drive me on.
I have food allergies, food aversions, and what I do eat I’m very particular about.
What goes into my body needs to be a primary food with very little intervention. In other words, no fast food for me… It’s not pure enough.
A long time ago, I bought into, “You are what you eat,” so why would I eat “Junk?”
If this makes me finicky, I wear the badge proudly.
I’m not one of those who can’t stand it when one food on my plate touches another. I’m not OCD. I’ve just got a sensitive digestive system, and I know there’s a lot of people out there just like me.