Two days ago, my sister (Miriah), a friend, and I went to Trader Joe's. I was hoping to buy fresh cooking lavender, but they didn't have any. What they did have were free samples!
Free samples are one of the best ways to try new, potentially gross foods for the following reasons:
- They're usually small. It's easier to shortly suffer through if it's too gross.
- They're not your whole meal. So you don't think "Well, I guess dinner didn't work..." (More on that later.)
- They're free! You have literally lost no money discovering that it's disgusting!
Time to decide. Was I a kid or an adult?
Look at all the fishy bits on top of this tiny cracker! That's a huge gross to yum ratio!
Well, I ate it. And was so pleased I did because it was really good! I don't pretend to be an icthyologist or even someone familiar with eating fish, but I think it was the smokiness of the trout that made it so appealing. It tasted a bit maple-y, like bacon or smoked ham. Add in my beloved cream cheese and you have a snack I can really get behind.
Riding on this wave of culinary success, I let my boyfriend, Joey, pick our next adventure meal. We were looking through the Gluten-Free Bible and found a recipe for Spicy Pork Casserole. The recipe involved all sorts of things I don't eat. The casserole involved tomatoes, red pepper flakes, chili powder, and black pepper. These are all safely on the "Foods I Don't Eat" list. It also had oregano, which I'm mostly indifferent toward.
I thought, "If I can conquer trout, I can conquer peppers!"
Finished product is quite pretty, but looks can be deceiving.
We had our friend, affectionately called Chavo, over to help us eat it. So Miriah, Chavo, Joey, and I all sit down at the dining room table for a nice grown up meal. And it quickly becomes apparent that I am the only one second guessing the food.
My portion before I attempted to eat it.
The three of them dug right in and I sampled the corn, potato, and tomato concoction beneath the pork chop. Not as spicy as I had feared, but we had reduced the amount of chili pepper by half. The red pepper flakes were only bad if I actually ate one. I did learn, however, I still hate tomatoes. They are mushy and disgusting.
The pork chop. Dear Lord, the pork chop. There was so much black pepper, it caused me mild physical pain to eat it. Joey went to get me a glass of milk. Chavo laughed, clearing his plate as I attempted my second bite. My throat felt like I had smoked a cigarette not eaten a pork chop. Eventually, I conceded defeat. I need to build my spice tolerance up before I attempt this meal again.
I had never had an unfinished pork chop on my plate before that night.
Miriah and Joey congratulated me on trying to eat it and actually managing three bites of pork. Chavo told me that last weekend he ate a whole, raw jalapeño pepper for fun.
We'll try it again some time in the future. Tonight, it's sloppy joes again! Yum!