I'm not really sure if it was how I was raised, or if it is an innate primal urge deep within my subconscious. This obssession could've been formed over long dinners with my family growing up discussing the "texture," (which, I made my parents promise NOT to do when company was present, very uncool) the "freshness," and the way it "dances on your palate." (I made that last one up) I'm in love with you, food. I wake up in the morning and wonder "what am I going to eat today?" I don't discriminate, I truly enjoy all food. If there was a visible thought bubble above my head, it would probably contain pasta, sushi, red bull, or ice cream most of the time. What is your favorite food? Do I have a problem? I need to write more, but, I just got hungry...
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