They say we are what we eat. Partly agree. I am a little strange. And my eating habits are a little weird too. I am very selective in food. For example, I don’t like salads, that’s from the word “in general”. I don't like and don't eat. People are very surprised by this fact.
Never in my life have I tried herring. Do not eat eel, olives. Why, I ate my first hamburger a year ago ... purely out of curiosity. Also, I don't eat with chopsticks. I do not perceive them at some inner subconscious level. I eat sushi with a fork. Let it look like a perversion.
By the way, I don't really like Japanese food either. Apparently, on the wave of general fashion, I overate and just oversatiated. But I love Chinese. Asian cuisine is basically #1 on my list of culinary favorites right now.

In general, food, like everything else, should be approached with love and admiration. And it doesn’t matter if it’s crabs in an expensive restaurant or potatoes with cheese sauce and wings at McDonald’s, the main thing is that the food should be pleasant and good. And then you remembered for another week how you sat on the weekends, looked at the menu with pictures and simply choked with saliva from anticipation and anticipation. And after a long time I remembered the buzz from these very Odessa-style rapans ...
With love to you, candy Diana