addictions

every few months, it seems like i try something new and i like it. back in october/november, it was sushi. i had never had sushi up to that point, because i thought it was going to suck. it turns out i was quite wrong.

since that point, i eat sushi once a week, maybe even twice. there is just some about the mix of soft rice and raw fish touching the palette that is a sensory overload.

then on saturday i had, and cooked with, a mango for the first time, trying out this mango/grill pork recipe. since then, i think i’ve had a mango everyday. where the heck has this fruit been my whole life?! there’s something about the juicy sweetness of the mango and its texture that is so freaking good.

anyways, i started thinking about my addictions in general. and every single addiction i have is to some food product: mango, sushi, gran’s sugar cookies with the good sprinkles on top, shrimp, lobster when i can afford it, girl scout cookies when in season, the list goes on and on.

why couldn’t i be addicted to exercise, or practicing my violin, something that is actually good for me? argh. i guess that is the problem with addictions, they choose you. jerks.