Texture & Taste

Friday, May. 30, 2008 - 12:36 a.m.

My sense of taste is returning very slowly, but while it's been gone, I've discovered some things.

The texture of most food we eat here in America is awful. Peanut butter feels like modeling clay, and canned cheese and crackers feel like axle grease and sawdust.

One of my favorite snacks, Reeses Peanut Butter Cups, had the texture of a tea candle.

When you don't have your sense of taste to guide you, American snack foods are a disaster.

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My sense of smell, however, remained intact.

And there are some areas of me where the battle of the flora wages on.

Yes, just a few moments ago, I used jock itch spray under my arms.

But chanking into the fresh live active yogurt every day has been a real fixerupper.

Since I currently cannot taste salt, I will not be adding it to anything I consume. John bought chinese takeaway last night so we wouldn't have to cook, and the orange chicken was especially nice. I did put a little dash of soy sauce (which for some reason I was raised to call 'bug juice') across the pot stickers, but other than that, no additional seasoning took place by yours truly.

I literally cannot recall the last time I ate steamed white rice all by itself without sprinkling something on it.

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Anyway, that's the progress. Other indicators are good as well; little things that only I'd notice, but all seems to be going apace to a complete recuperation from this.

Thank you for every good wish.

In other news, I'm just seeing where Harvey Korman has died. Not only was he on the Carol Burnett Show, and in Blazing Saddles, he was also the voice of The Great Gazoo.

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That's it for now.

Have a good Friday.

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