February 17, 2020
As a child I was an incredibly fussy eater, to the extent that my mother would sometimes consult doctors, make doomed attempts to force-feed, weep with worry. Reed-thin, almost anorexic, I found most foods repulsive and actually nauseating. Now I will eat almost anything. Almost, but there are still some edibles which engender a visceral revulsion that takes me back to the self-starved years. But for the most part I look, smell, taste, consume and enjoy. I think an understanding of science - particularly chemistry - has caused me to see food as, at root, just damned tasty molecules.