Aug 2, 2009

High maintenance or just high standards?

I don't try to be difficult, its not like I woke up this morning and decided to be a total ice bitch. But unfortunately I am entirely way too picky. Ask anyone who has EVER asked me where or what I want for a meal. I never know but will shoot down any idea you present to me. I have to be in the right mood for burgers, hot dogs, sandwiches in general and numerous other items of American culture. Also, on an unAmerican note, I hate apple pie. Bleh cooked fruit is gross.

So of course today, while trolling Saugatuck with my folks, the question came up of where to eat. Nothing of course sounded good to me, I was hungry but no ideas. We went to a buffet. I then decided to inform them that I hate buffets. There is never anything I really like so its a waste of money. The food is made and then just sits there under heat lamps while gross people grab at it with tongs that I'm supposed to also use.

On another note, most meat disgusts me. I hate when food resembles the animal it came from. Don't put a whole chicken in front of me, or a pig, or a lobster. Crab legs I'm ok with, but not the whole crab. I don't want it to watch while I eat it. That's weird!

And I can in no way pinpoint something that will always sound good to me. Maybe pasta, or sushi. That's about it. I'm horribly picky and have somehow managed to become overweight. Interesting. I don't eat fast food unless mandatory or a direct craving.

So take me as I am, I'm insanely picky. I apologize but it is what it is.


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