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Friday, September 21, 2007
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taking gross-ness to new heights}
i've always been a
pig
gourmand/food-lover. i constantly think about food, i
LOVE
to eat, and my friends even joke (though it may be true..hahaha! :p) that the way to my heart is thru my stomach.
i love sweets. i love spicy food. i love sour food. i love salty food. i think my tolerance is higher than most people in that what tastes just right for me is often to sweet/spicy/salty/sour for them. i most probably also inherited pop's strong stomach in that i can eat almost anything (though i will NEVER EVER eat frogs and other similarly unappetizing "delicacies").
i've eaten day-old french fries, days-old nuts that spilled on the car's floor, expired (but still tasted ok) food. in fact, just the other day my blockmate found a cockroach in her shawarma rice. she was so grossed out that when she returned it to the stall, she merely accepted a refund in lieu of a replacement. my reaction? i told her she should've gotten a new serving (notwithstanding the fact that the rice came from the same container...hehehehe). she now refuses to eat anything coming from the stall. i, on the other hand, have managed to buy from that stall at least once a day. in fact, being the shawarma addict that i am, i bought from the stall TWICE today and enjoyed eating shawarma and shawarma rice both times. i figured that what happened the other day was merely a fluke as i never discovered any cockroach body parts in my shawarma/shawarma rice before (not that i ever closely inspected. hehe). besides, when it comes to food (and a lot of other stuff), i subscribe to the philosophy that what i don't know (or see) won't harm me.
so yeah, i'm disgusting that way. i eat anything and everything and owing to my strong stomach (inherited from my dad), i barely suffer from any sort of indigestion or discomfort due to what i ingest. *
knocks on wood
but i draw the line at sharing food with rats. or any animal for that matter.
this afternoon, i grabbed the first bag of chips i saw from my monthly junkfood stash (resolution after barops: start eating healthier!!!), opened it, and devoured all its contents in under three minutes. the chips were a bit
makunat
which wasn't normal given that they're sealed in foil packs to maintain their freshness and crunchiness but since i don't give much notice to what are to my mind minor details (hey, so long as it's edible, right? :P), i didn't mind too much. it was only when i was eating up the crumbs when i realized they were spilling due to no fault of mine. so i looked at the bag and saw that at the bottom there was a hole that looked very much like a rat bit it. ewww!!!! to think i practically inhaled the contents of that bag!
logically, i doubt the rat who bit it ate anything because it was only a tiny bite and the contents seemed intact. but the mere fact that i not only came into contact with something a rat bit but also possibly ate the same thing it did was enough to make me feel really sick. i took anti-bacterial medicine (well anything that has come into contact with rodents is most probably bacteria-infested, right?) as per my dad's orders. my mom told me that as soon as i felt a little discomfort they would rush me to the hospital. thank goodness i don't feel weird though i still cannot get over the fact that what i ate came into contact with a rat (incidentally, while i enjoyed the movie
Ratatouille
, i alternated between disgust and amazement. more of disgust, i think).
i learned my lesson. from now on i will inspect my food.
Posted by
arianne
at 9:20 PM
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