Twisted Taste Buds

Those who know me, would know that it's very tricky to feed me. Not that I'm a food snob nor a proclaimed food expert, in fact, I eat simply. You can take me to a corner carinderia and I'll be fine. It's just that there are stuff I don't and won't eat (white meat, certain greens, dish that's sweet -- aka with pineapples, raisins, etc., but I'll eat anything with mango). See, it can be tricky, but eventually, one can get the hang of it. And if all else fails, just give me salt and rice and I'll be more than satisfied.

This was before I got pregnant. Blame it on raging hormones (yeah, blame everything on it), food that I used to love, I now hate. Imagine, I don't want to have anything to do with salty stuff. Me? Me, who my friends call "Ms. Patis" have turned my back on it! Neither can I take in anything that's sweet (save for ice cream -- which really makes one feel better, physically and emotionally). So if you want chocolates (all sorts), swing by our house and I'll gladly given 'em all to you. We have some cakes, too.

What do I eat now? Anything tasteless! Bread, crackers, rice, pasta (no sauce). Me? Eat bread? Geesh. There are moments I feel like eating something, but once I get to taste it, I don't want it anymore. It's just crazy! It's even more frustrating because I am always hungry, but can't seem to find the right food that will satisfy my constantly (I'm hungry every hour! Whereas before, I could last the day with just one meal!) grumbling tummy! So, I'd settle for bread.

I've been reading blogs about so many new restos in the Metro, heck there are several around my school, but I have no urge to explore them. Sigh.

They say I'll be out of this stage soon and that I'm going to be an eating machine soon. As for me, I just can't wait to savor anything that tastes good. Again.