In the eye of the undesired

The eye of the storm is a nasty piece of work, as is the eye of the undesired. To explain further, what I am referring to is those foods that normally taste fine then one day you wake to find that after a phase of vegemite, or lo and behold apple Danishes (as if!) they are less desirable to you than wearing sky high heels on a 24 hour marathon.

Yeah.

It seems our bodies are mere two year olds, except for the fact that we have tits and 

dicks much larger than those at the age of two.

For a while, we want only a few things and we stick to them.. our bodies and digestive system in particular is fine with that but of course, if you have seen any two year old in the supermarket with the blushing parent, you will know that they inevitably crack it.

This is what we do too.

And not just when we’re drunk or pulling an all nighter for an essay.

We wake up, and alas the penchant for some foods is repealed, like our affinity has been stripped away from us during our sleep.

Food phasing is intriguing, but the same foods at least to me, come back around and around, so I have surmised that I am either a two year old who doesn’t know what they want or, a cd player with four discs, going around and around on repeat.

Perhaps the latter.

Readers, what foods are you currently enjoying, and what have you gone off?