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As a kid I always thought that I didn't like steak and pork chops.
Turns out, those things are delightful if you stop cooking them once they reach a safe internal temperature.
Same, I could never understand people's love for bacon. I realized it is much better if it isn't ash.
Bacon that doesn’t break in several places when you bite into it?
That’s only in movies.
Much the same. My parents are shocked that I now eat medium rare steak and don’t instantly die.
Also, turns out meat tastes far better with salt and pepper, to accompaniments my parents didn’t believe in.
Wow I've heard about no spice households, but never thought it would include salt and pepper! You must have loved going to friends' ~~horses~~ houses (lol funny typo) for dinner lol
Rarely got invited, but I loved restaurants. My mother also wondered why I developed an interest in cooking at a young age, not realizing it’s because I wanted something that tastes good.