”Some people think candy corn is the candy equivalent of fruitcake.”

Today is cloudy, but it is warm, 71°. The usual morning routine has started. Henry is upstairs asleep while Nala is asleep on the couch. I am still in my cozies. I’ll get dressed a bit later because I have a dental appointment, my usual cleaning. I’m not thrilled. I do hate to have my afternoons scheduled.

When I think back to when I was a kid, I ate foods I’d never touch now. Sardines top the list. I remember having trouble opening the top using the key attached to the bottom of the can. First, I threaded the end of the metal top into the key and then turned it. Inevitably, the top twisted in the wrong direction off the key. I’d have to use a fork to pull out the sardines. I remember they were crammed into the can. I ate them on Saltines. My mother often made oatmeal on cold winter mornings. It was always a bit lumpy but milk and lots of sugar made it palatable. I used to eat those colored candy buttons stuck on paper. They never came off easily, and I ate the paper attached to the bottoms. I ate wax bottles and wax lips. I even ate candy corn which I believe has a shelf life counted in decades.

I don’t know when my aversion for most beans started. I think it was probably because of baked beans. I find them disgusting looking. Kidney beans, black beans and Lima beans will never pass these lips. I used to eat French green beans. They didn’t look like beans so I was tricked. When I was a kid, most vegetables came in cans. My mother served us canned yellow beans and greens beans. They were always a bit soft. My father ate canned asparagus. The spears were so soft they sort of tilted in the middle. I don’t remember the last time I ate any of those beans.

My sisters make fun of me because I will eat hot dogs night after night. I usually fry them and toast the rolls. If I am especially ambitious, I’ll chop onions and add them to the dogs. I like to cook other dinners which give me leftovers for another meal or two. I always have little potatoes on hand. As for tonight, it will be soup and crackers.

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