Food on Parole
Good evening! I hope the week is going well for everyone so far. It’s Friday tomorrow, which is always a good thing! Unfortunately I will be spending most of my weekend revising for my next exam, which is on Wednesday morning.
Last night for dinner I made a Thai green curry for the first time. It wasn’t anything special, but it was really tasty:
- 1 red onion, chopped
- 2 small carrots, cut into small batons
- 6 closed cup mushrooms, sliced
- 2 tablespoons frozen peas
- ½ block of Clearspring firm tofu, pre-baked with a little soy sauce
- ½ tin coconut milk
- 2 teaspoons of green curry paste (yes, I cheated!)
I just cooked this all together in a large pan for about half an hour and then added in half a bundle of pre-cooked Clearspring soba noodles (half buckwheat, half wholewheat).
While I was eating this, admiring my cooking prowess, I was thinking about the fact that just 6 months ago I would be turning my nose up at this meal and declaring my hatred for coconut. It’s not just coconut milk I have a new appreciation for – I’ve also been known to indulge in some coconut water.
I use the word “indulge” because it’s so darn expensive. I like the Cocofina brand the best out of the ones I’ve tried, and it seems to be one of the cheapest. Nevertheless I limit myself to one a week as a treat.
There are other foods that I’ve taken of my “will not eat” list. Believe it or not, I used to hate pumpkin and squash.
I think this stems back to a nasty experience with pumpkin pie when I was younger. I’m still not sold on pumpkin and squashes in sweet things, but they’re perfect roasted or in one of my random casseroles.
And nuts! I used to avoid nuts! I think I had a genuine dislike of them when I was younger, but then I avoided them because of their fat and calorie content. When I started to learn a bit more about nutrition I realised how valuable they are to my body and just how darn tasty they are. Now I’m fully enrolled in the nut and nut butter fan club. I quite zealous about it actually – I have my Mum converted.
There are some foods that are still banged up. I can’t ever, ever imagine liking liquorice or aniseed. I was once at a fancy conference that had red boiled sweets on the table – I thought that they were strawberry flavoured so I popped one in my mouth. Turns out it was aniseed and I had to discreetly remove it in the middle of a very posh conference room – it was either that or gag.
What foods have you let out on parole?
What can you still not stand?