childhood, Uncategorized

Granola my nemesis

Growing up I hated granola. Mueseli wasn’t much better but if you ate it fast enough it was bearable. I haven’t liked breakfast foods for years now.

I couldn’t make granola to save my life as a child. It wasn’t that I couldn’t follow the recipe. I just always burnt it. Every time. Even when it was done and cooled in the oven I still burnt it. It’s a talent I tell you!

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Now I finally have started eating granola again. With the help of chocolate and cashews. Chocolate makes everything better! It even has enabled me to stomach yogurt. Another food that used to make me want to barf. The smell just makes my throat seal shut.

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We didn’t eat yogurt growing up… the whole vegan thing… My sister got to have it as a very young child because she needed the probiotics to help her fight off staff infection. I didn’t have to eat the yogurt. I did, however, have to lie with my bum bare to the suns rays to heal the infection. It was mortifying and I hoped no one was going to come to the door while I was like that. The yogurt smelled like new pampers to me. Both the yogurt and pampers were new to our household and both held a very foreign smell. Neither of which I liked.

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Yet now here I am with frozen fruit mixed into my yogurt and granola. Funny how we change over the years in so many ways.

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