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Hey, it's Wednesday! This post means I have blogged for three days in a row this week. That's a win. Today's prompt for the Wednesday Weekly Blogging Challenge is "Foods from my geographic area that I don't like."
I consider myself a diverse eater, probably because I enjoy cooking and baking. I will try just about anything once. Two things I definitely don't like are oysters and steamed clams. I like fried clams, but they are too slimy otherwise. Though coffee is not what Massachusetts is known for, Dunkin' Donuts started in Quincy, Massachusetts. I don't drink coffee at all. Yuck!
That's it for me today. Looking forward to reading your posts.










6 comments:
It’s only this year that I started liking coffee, and even then I need to add sugar and plant-based milk to it.
Ohhh I couldn't live in a world without coffee. Oysters? I could live without those (eating 'em that is, I'm sure they serve their purpose in the sea).
I'm glad clams and oysters are not traditionally considered food in my part of the world...
(flashes back to memory of a Girl Scout project when the thirteen Scout troops were commemorating the thirteen colonies. "Everyone should bring in something they ate in Maryland." Everyone wanted to bring in a traditional corn product. "Now you all know they ate other things besides corn in Maryland!" and I said, "Beans!" Nobody wanted to think about crabs!)
I had coffee once, Lydia. It was not enjoyable.
It's a texture thing for me, George.
That's so funny, Priscilla.
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