Slowly, slowly...

Over a week into the challenge (and a week since my last update, apologies) and it's gaining more interest than I thought when we started the challenge. I've had comments from friends on Facebook who haven't been in touch for months, including a friend from my old swimming days, who reminded me of the times when I would survive on tomato ketchup sandwiches...how times have changed! Either way, the challenge stirs up a variety of different responses, from "Why not just leave them on the side of the plate" to "Why are you blogging about eating?". Each person has their own view as to whether it's worth doing, their own anecdote about a food that they didn't like then started eating bits of, and their own theories as to how to make it work. It makes food conversations go a little bit deeper, and you find some interesting common themes about foods people like and don't like (olives tend to stir up a fuss when brough up, but they are the usual food people use as examples to me about food they now like but didn't before), and how people's taste in food changes over the years.

It also makes me question the reasons why I don't like tomatoes and tuna (or didn't in the case of tuna), and I think it's more of a psychological thing than anything else. I have distinct memories of not liking them as a kid, so I've never really tried them, and each time I see them my brain goes through the same loop again and again. There is the whole texture of them, but I'm getting used to that as the days go by, and I found myself on Tuesday thinking "Tomatoes are not the worst thing I've ever eaten". Tuna is another matter. Once I get over my brain's rigid structure of not liking tuna, I find it OK. Whilst I'm not going to be making a tuna pasta bake any time soon, if it was made for me, or put on pizza, I'd certainly give it a try. Of course, if I don't like it, I could go and find a ketchup sandwich to take the taste away.