On Mon, 09 Feb 2009 13:17:12 GMT, Zombie of Woodstock
wrote:

On Mon, 9 Feb 2009 07:55:22 -0500, "Eisboch"
wrote:

I used to like the powdered eggs. Pour enough ketchup on them and they were
not bad.

Love powdered eggs. You just can't explain the attraction to them for
some reason. More guys I know that served during our era have said
that to me more than once.

Some didn't care for them admittedly, but most couldn't get enough.

I also developed a taste for chipped beef on toast for some reason -
in particular if they used bacon drippings for the sauce.

I've noticed how my taste and - and stomach tolerance - has changed
quite a bit. Reminds me of when I was about 15 and doing some lawn
chores for a couple of grandmas. They insisted on feeding me a
breakfast of fried eggs, and they fried them in butter.
I had a hard time being polite and gulping them down. Thought they
were gross. That's because I was raised on eggs fried in bacon fat,
and had never had butter-fried.
Now I'm opposite, and only like them butter-fried.
Favorite meal used to be a rolled pork loin. With asparagus/spuds.
When I got in my thirties I couldn't take the pork loin. Made my
stomach queasy.
Ever get sick pigging out on something and never want it again?
When I was a kid I made a bunch of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
- my favorite food then - and got sick.
It still turns my stomach if I get a hint of peanut butter in my
jelly. But I still like each so long as they're not combined.
Sort of the same happened when I ate a jar of dill pickles. Couldn't
touch a dill pickle for about 15 years. Got over that aversion
though.

--Vic