Yumm !

I am someone who doesn’t really question what food is placed in front of me (unless it vegetarian, in which case I might as well go outside, pluck some leaves and munch on them instead). Rather, I was someone who didn’t really question what food ... So what prompted the sudden 180 in me ? A rather sweet gesture from a friend actually. She offered me a sandwich, which to be honest, was part of her breakfast. I gratefully accepted since I was hungry and about to start on my way to office (which meant another hour to breakfast) and i didn’t want to upset her feelings by refusing. Ok, so I made the last part up. I grabbed a bit of the sandwich and one bite down I had to stop chewing and wondered to myself what the rather distinctive taste was. I knew there was mixed fruit jam but I couldn’t figure out the origins of the other rather contradicting taste. I put it down to the brown bread. A bite later and rather worryingly I began to recognize the strong taste of peanut butter. Never before have I mixed this deadly combination and after that day I swore never to again. After confirming the constituents of the sandwich (with a stuffed mouth obviously, it took quite some effort to get the two bites down), I realised that I would be offered the rest of the sandwich in a moment. And it was. I did my best "Its really yummy but you know what, I already full" routine and hopped onto my bike and sped away to office where it took the combined might of a veg cheese grilled sandwich, a Tropicana and copious amounts of water to wash down the after effects of the morning fiasco. As they say - a lesson learnt the hard way. Speaking of lessons learnt the hard way – if the person who shared her breakfast with me is reading this, please remember – it was really yummy but you know what, I was already full …