food glorious food

i've never been a food lover. to me, it's more sustenance, less enjoyment. sure, i can appreciate a good meal, but i don't particularly have any special feelings towards it, nor have much inclination to seek out good food, or as they now so annoyingly call it, #foodporn.

any food is fine to me as long as it doesn't taste disgusting. doesn't have to be good, but definitely cannot be bad. i think the reason behind this can be traced back to when i was a little boy, eating some of the most borderline-inedible food that my legendary maid used to cook.

i can still remember the afternoons sitting in the kitchen being fed lunch, and i would chew and chew and chew the food forever while refusing to swallow it because it was so gross, and meanwhile my maid would feed me more food in the hope that it would force me to swallow the previous mouthfuls.

the food would be a tasteless mash, any flavour long gone, but for some reason i felt that it would be more disgusting to swallow it than to simply carry on chewing. that was how i spent most afternoons as a boy.

my maid stayed with us until i was 20, and her cooking did not improve for the 18 years she was here. by then i had grown immune and i could eat most of her food without much difficulty.

now that i think of it, i do wonder why didn't i react in the opposite manner and start to appreciate good food instead? i don't know, it just never happened that way.