Pineapples.

My entire life I loathed pineapples. It went beyond a simple dislike, because unlike most foods you don't like, pineapple juice lingers. That's right. Someone orders a Hawaiian pizza, guess what? You can't just pick those pesky things off, the juice has tainted it forever. It was a bombshell moment for me then, when I found out that I actually do like pineapples. 

You see, taste buds are interesting things. Scientifically, taste bugs can change as a reaction to chemotherapy, with age, with a healthy lifestyle, and most famously with pregnancy. The one they never explain in scientific journals, is why do so many university kids become lethargic and adopt a predisposition for Doritos and Kraft dinner?

The fabled pineapple experiment happened because of a lunch place next to our new office. They include a fruit salad with your sandwich (this is riveting stuff, I'm telling you). To my surprise it was chalked full of pineapple. So the first day I left all the pineapple for the other guy I work with, but the next time I went for it. In a feat of courage that hasn't been seen in years, I ate a piece of pineapple, and it was delicious. 

So is the point of this blog? Well, its been a busy week for one. ALSO, try new things. Your taste buds will change for the rest of your life, and something once thought you hated, you might love.

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What I'm Listening to This Week:

The Lion's Roar - First Aid Kit