My sister hates avocados. I think I’d curl up and die without avocado in my life. I make the best freakin’ guacamole this side of Mexico, even if I do say so myself. And I’m so grateful to the millennials for turning me on to avocado toast!
I’m really stunned at how picky some people can be about food. I have another friend who will not try a plant- or fish-based burger just on general principle. Given how incredible meat analogs are today, he’s really missing out. (No, I’m not a vegetarian, but I am relying on meat less and less with each passing year.)
I know another person who will not drink plain water. I mean… it’s water! Our bodies are 60 percent water. How can you have a problem with water? (She says it’s disgusting.)
But who am I to judge? There are foods I don’t like. I feel no shame in that as long as I can say I’ve at least tried them. But it’s a big old world out there, and there are some strange things that some people consider food. A lot has to do with location and culture. I’m sorry, but I can’t bring myself to eat something that is still alive. Nope. Won’t even try it. So I suppose I can’t pick on my friend for not trying veggie burgers. To each his own.
You never know what will happen when taste meets bud. The introduction can go well, or it can be a disaster. In that way, it’s kind of like internet dating. It’s about your history, your home place, and how open your mind is, for good measure.
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The View from a Drawbridge 
Being adventurous with food is a big step into the unknown and even into other cultures. Anthony Bourdain made it seem exciting and worthwhile. I did a double take when I realized the photo was fried spiders…but if I were hungry enough I expect I’d eat those. Certainly the fried crickets sold at the baseball stadium sell out every game!
Eating can definitely be an adventure. I suspect that I wouldn’t enjoy friend spiders, but I hope I’d have the courage to try one, at least. It would be hard to say until someone slid the plate in front of me. And yeah, hunger had a lot to do with it.
And I sure do miss Anthony Bourdain.
Yum, crispy critters. Maybe if they were chopped up and didn’t look like fried spiders my mind wouldn’t protest and make me gag. Or make them chocolate covered… 🙂
I don’t think I’d mind the legs, but what in heaven’s name would that huge sack like part consist of? Shudder.