Barf Me Out

Posted by on Mar 17, 2018 in Blog | 0 comments

Unlike my previous St. Patrick’s Day entries which are lighthearted this one, while still humorous is not at all about leprechauns nor pots of gold but rather how nauseated just the mere thought of eating the traditional meal of corned beef, cabbage and potatoes (at least in the states as in Ireland the long-established feast is made with lamb or bacon instead of corned beef and cabbage) makes me.  I can’t for the life of me understand why my family insists on serving that specific food on the same day year after year and we’re not even Irish!  While I’m not a big meat eater I can consume some such as fast-food cheeseburgers, cold cuts and the occasional turkey but that’s where it ends.  

 

Not only am I extremely finicky about certain types of food I’ll consume I also have a keen sense of smell whether it’s of someone’s perfume/cologne, foul breath or the putrid stench rancid food gives off which is exactly what I smell whenever corned beef, cabbage and potatoes are cooking.  I can and have literally felt my stomach turn within the first few whiffs and must always leave the room.  Now this is where it gets weird.  I can’t stand the odor of corned beef, cabbage and potatoes yet I can occasionally eat a Rueben sandwich since the meat is similar to that of cold cuts but sans the sauerkraut.  I’m not sure what the difference is between the two but the meat made in Rueben sandwiches that I can tolerate from time to time looks, smells and tastes entirely different than the one made with cabbage and potatoes.  Gag me with a spoon on that kind.  Fer shur.

 

All of this writing of corned beef has not only made me feel the need for two tablespoons of Pepto Bismol it’s also made me not want to eat meat for a very long time.  I haven’t for the past five Fridays due to Lent but today I’ll be having a very vegan dinner.  Whatever that may be.

 

*  Given this special day I kind of want to find a clover patch and search for one with four leaflets.  Then again even if I were to find one I doubt if it would bring me good luck at all as I’d probably pick a clover mixed with poison ivy.

 

 

 

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