Picky Eaters

I’ve long been pegged as a picky eater. The running joke is that if a food has more than three ingredients, I won’t like it. Often that’s true. I like to eat simple things. I eat oatmeal, salad, hamburgers, pizza, pasta, pancakes, all plain (or very nearly). I can be totally content with a piece of cheese or bread, but combining them decreases my enjoyment of both. My food preferences are something people always give me a hard time about.

I was recently introduced to the concept of overtasters and undertasters. I don’t know if either of these concepts are based on casual observation or actual research, but it seems intriguing to me. I certainly know people who like lots of flavours, salt, and spicy stuff in their food. I’m going to start pointedly reminding those people that they’re just as picky as me, only in the other extreme. They wouldn’t want to eat most of the dishes I eat – they tell me so – too bland for them. Who’s picky now? I’ll be over here enjoying my bread.