Ever since this blog thing has been happening, I've been pretty brave about trying new things. I've just been sure to have a coke or something to wash a terrible taste down. The funny thing is, what I've tried has always seemed to be interesting at the least; most of my expenditures are actually quite tasty. That trend ends now.
Eggplant Parmesan found its way on my plate the other night. I speak in such a term because it must have tricked me into trying to eat it. The first bite told me everything. It was like I was eating a mint conditioned, never before seen, super rare action figure (Note: I don't actually own anything of the sort, just cringe with my in this nerdy analogy). By this, I mean it not only tasted like cardboard, plastic, and paint, but I also had that sinking feeling in my stomach. I probably would have thrown up on my plate, but the meal already looked like vomit, so I got confused and decided it was better not to throw up at all rather than throw up twice.
I think my adventures might be a little more timid from now on...
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