Interesting. So our tastes literally change as we age.
'Objects In Space'
Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
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Just checking in. Probably not around much today because work.
I should have stuck to digital art, where it can be reproduced a zillion times and I never have to feel like I've lost anything.
There are people who find ways to reproduce paintings in this fashion. I wonder if you would feel better with a hi-res scan or photo of your painting always available to you.
Having a good quality scan always soothed me after I gave away one of my better pastel paintings to a crazy guy I dated.
I've always loved fresh summer tomatoes and roasting corn, but proselytizing about them would mean less for me. Good coffee is wasted on me though, I'm just as happy to drink something that's been burning in a pot all day, or even instant.
Interesting. So our tastes literally change as we age.
Yes. And kids tend to dig this notion. So explaining that their mouth changes just like everything else in their bodies is, in my experience, generally successful in getting them to try a bite.
Interesting. So our tastes literally change as we age.
That is correct. Vegetables in particular are much more bitter to young kids.
Beets are great pickled!
I ate a fair bit of venison growing up. Mom made venison mincemeat pies for Thanksgiving, Christmas, and my dad's birthday. The pie doesn't taste meaty per se, but it does add a certain richness to the apples and other fruit.
Mmm, that sounds good. I like a flavorful meat paired with fruit.
Interesting. So our tastes literally change as we age.
That is correct. Vegetables in particular are much more bitter to young kids.
That was always my problem (plus the ick of canned vegetables cooked until they are mush). And I still can't handle some bitter foods/beverages (suck it, IPAs), but now that I'm an adult I've found ways to cook some of them to balance out the bitterness (like, why is balsamic vinegar so good on collard/turnip/etc. greens? MAGIC!).
My mother also relied almost entirely on canned veggies, and to a lesser extent, fruit. We ate fresh green beans and cucumbers in the summertime, because everyone we knew had a garden. But otherwise, it was mainly canned. I honestly had never eaten a fresh mushroom (not that mushrooms are veggies, but you know, close enough) until I was living in California at 19. In my mind, mushrooms were slimy canned things you put on pizza. The only canned vegetable I buy on a regular basis now is corn. If things are out of season, I buy frozen. But I can still tolerate some canned veggies if that's what there is.
I always take pictures of my paintings, I guess that I will have to actually print one and keep it this time.
My grandfather's famous lasagna (actually famous - he had a cooking column in the Cincinnati Enquirer for a while and this was one of their most requested reprints before newspapers were available online) was near-inedible towards the end of his life because his sense of taste was so diminished that he WAY overdid it on the red pepper flakes.