When I was a child, I was a picky eater, then I went to college, and it was you get what you get and I learned to just eat things and not be a baby about it. Others in the dorm just ate cereal all the time, I guess, they may be never grew up and still bitch about food. Since college I’ve gone through periods of wealth and poverty and culinary elitism and prison, lived in a few different countries, and well, let’s see if I can feed myself for a week with 20 bucks. And all I can say is, a normal ass adult should be able to eat whatever is served for a meal, in whatever country they’re in. I don’t much care for bean sprouts, but somehow manage to have a Pad Thai every now and then and not tweet about the ordeal.
I dunno, maybe I’m weird,oh, I know I’m weird, but man, just eat it. Sometimes it’s fantastic, sometimes you might want to say maybe no pineapples next time but anything intended to be edible usually is.