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Saturday, January 07, 2006

The Fickle Tongue of Time

Why is it that one can go through more than thirty years of life disliking a food then, rather suddenly and without explanation, start really liking it? Liking it a lot.

No olive is safe around me anymore.

Comments on "The Fickle Tongue of Time"

 

Blogger flash1oh1 said ... (10:41 PM) : 

it happens overnight. it is god rewarding you for living a good life. happened to me in sevilla, first night there, being shown around by my new flatmate...

"have an olive!"
"I don't eat olives."
"no really, have an olive!"
"sorry, but I just simply don't like them"
"please, have an olive"
"OK, just one..."
...
...
"OH MY HOLY MOTHER OF PETE, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE!"

 

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