Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Black Olives

Black olives have always been one my favorite food items ever. There are many photos of me at childhood family gatherings with black olives on each of my little fingers. I would wave them around and then eat them one by one. I would be happy to eat just olives for dinner. They are little delicious balls of salt. However> a couple of weeks ago, I ordered a salad for lunch at work, and asked for black olives in it.....along with another obsession, bacon - but I'll save that tale for another time. Anyway, the olives were horrible. I chalked it up to a bad batch of olives at the salad place and didn't think anything of it until yesterday, when I got a subway sandwich for lunch which I requested olives on. I ate the sandwich, and thought that something in it tasted funny. Was it the bread? nope. The pickles? nope. It was the damn olives. They tasted like little rubber pellets. Argh. I think the love I have for one of my favorite foods has been changed by this alien inside of me. Next thing you know, I'll be eating a tomato! PS> i HATE tomatoes.


Ms. Karen said...

Um, yeah, it's probably the alien. Things are going to smell strange for a while too, but if you're REALLY lucky, it will all pass right about the time you get into the eating trimester (the second one). Then food just starts to hurt in the final stage because your stomach is someone's pillow.

Congratulations, by the way. I'm waiting for the day when my daughter and son-in-law finally decide to have kids.

Kathy said...

Hi, I just wandered into your blog via Dooce and that is hilarious! I've heard that your taste buds change when you're pregnant, but I've never experienced it. I just found that food tasted SO much better...never found myself hating a favorite food. Too funny. COngrats by the way!!