I am so glad you were able to join me today. It’s going to be quite the rant today so buckle up ladies and gentlemen. Before we start I’d like to ask you a question…
……..what is yourfavoritefood?
Now, most of you may already know the answer to this, and to that I say congratulations, you have reached a level I wish to attain because unfortunately, I do not have a favorite food.
But can you really blame me. With all the tasty foods I’ve discovered and keep discovering you cannot criticize me for not having a favorite food. Ok, maybe you can but hear me out.
Even though I do not have a favorite food, I have foods I really like that are a constant. For example plantain (if you are black, and yes black, whether from Africa or the Caribbean you have to love plantain), chicken wings, waakye and jollof, to name a few.
As a child, I was always extremely picky with my food (a whole me, I cannot even begin to imagine it). I would barely eat anything but I mostly avoided white rice, butter, milk, and certain stews and soups. My mother would lose her mind every time she tried to figure out what was wrong with her precious child and ………
……..I am currently thinking the same thing, mom.
But then she had a brilliant plan. She started introducing these foods to me slowly with every meal I had, gently coaxing me when I was adamant about not eating them and I was cured. As a certified foodie yes I have deduced that I had some sort of illness because to not have wanted to eat such delectable meals not because I was allergic but because I simply didn’t like them is mind-boggling to me.
I think that’s why I do not have a definitive favorite food. It took me quite a while to be able to open my taste buds so I absolutely love trying out new food. Sometimes it does not end too well for me, having a sort of sensitive stomach and all, but that does not stop me…..
….maybe it does for a couple of days but I am an unstoppable force.
Let’s circle back to the question ‘what’s your favorite food’
In my early stages because I thought it was weird I didn’t have a favorite food, I would always lie and pick a basic meal. It would constantly be a long thought process for me though, after, because a million questions were running through my head like
- •What do they mean by favorite?
• Do they mean the food I eat often?
• Do they mean favorite as in taste or favorite as in how easy it is to get or make it?
And since I have never been able to answer those questions myself with a single dish as the answer, I begrudgingly accepted that I don’t have a favorite food and that’s ok.
In the past, though I have thought I had a favorite food, then I would go months on end without having craved it or even thought about eating it. When I finally come across it and I remember I chose it as my favorite I would ask myself ‘if it was my favorite why did I go so long without thinking about it?’
Even when I made a conscious effort to remember a food I had deemed worthy to be my favorite (you heard right, deemed worthy), it became boring really fast. I would unintentionally fixate on it and make it every day or as often as I could so I would not forget it.
Yeah anybody with a brain can see how flawed that thought process is but cut me some slack at least I was trying (*says tearfully*). After that impeccable plan, I moved on to adding it to my meal plan because with my meal plans I have variety so it should work right?
Wrong!
I would go on to completely forget what food I picked as a favorite and either pick a new one or obsess over trying to find it and when I finally do, I simply forget about it again. Do you see my problem?
Eventually, I gave up trying to find a specific food I called favorite because I realized it didn’t matter. There were foods I liked and did not like and even though I would focus on one dish for some time, it always changed and that was ok.
Now whenever I am asked ‘what is your favorite food’, I reply with the food I am currently captivated by as well as my favorite constants, chicken wings, plantain, waakye, jollof… (damn I’m getting hungry). If I’m met with a ‘why can’t you pick one’ or ‘you are supposed to have just one’ (I kid you not people like that exist and they are absolutely infuriating), I simply say those are my favorite. If they are not satisfied they can, and say it with me now, burn the sea.
The moral of this rant is to like whatever you want and if you don’t have a specific thing you like in a specific category it is a-okay. You don’t need to have favorites to enjoy and get the most out of life. Now go and flourish my beautiful people and I hope you check back in again soon.
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