Cows and addiction

I can hear cows. Cows this morning, cows as I was falling asleep. Last night I drove an hour round trip just for some chocolate and kombucha.

Part of driving last night was just for something to do. And I also really wanted chocolate and kombucha.

I'm afraid it is quite easy for me to get addicted to things. I didn't use to like coffee. I mean, from a young age I was captivated by mocha's and coffee ice cream. I did like the coffee flavor so long as there was a great deal of sweetness involved too.

But one time in college my professor, entirely joking, told us that coffee was mandatory for our 8am class. I started bringing coffee to class with cream, no sugar. I didn't love it at first, but I didn't hate it either. Within a week or two I couldn't do without it. And it wasn't even the caffeine. I'm one of those people who can drink decaf coffee and be just as happy.

I didn't like the taste of alcohol before I was 21. I didn't much care for the taste after I was 21. Eventually I developed a taste for it and now I enjoy it a lot, but I don't need alcohol and am quite happy without it.

I didn't like kombucha the first several times I tried it. I thought it tasted like apple cider vinegar, which I hate! Now I love kombucha and will apparently drive an hour to get some.

Even developing a taste for alcohol it took me until this year to really enjoy beer. If I drank it at all I wanted the darkest of the dark, smoothest of the smooth. I still don't like IPA! But I will drink a few beers in an evening and be happy.

I wonder if I could do the same thing with olives, pickles, tomatoes, fish and other things I really don't like the taste of. I have tried a few times, but sometimes it just doesn't change until it does. Beer took 10 years. Still waiting on fish.

So, I don't know if I'm really addicted to any of the above, except chocolate. Definitely chocolate! But it's interesting to me how quickly I can go from disliking certain foods to loving them and craving them!

Now I'm cold. My coffee is gone, and my toes are cold. I'm sitting on the most delightful screened in, wrap around porch, and it's so chilly out. I love it. My favorite weather and I love the slow life here!

Cows. I can still hear you.