Some things I had forgotten.

Like how much I adore pickled green beans. I became one of those people who eats them out of the jar with a fork. It seems to me like a slightly random thing to indulge in, but satisfying nonetheless.

Along those lines I'm reminded of the time that for my birthday several years ago my parents gave me an olive boat as a gift. Olive boat. Interesting indeed. I vaguely remember opening the box and thinking "what is this? My parents are going crazy." But in retrospect it's actually a neat kitchen accessory to have, if you're a culinary genius. I'm sure it will add value to my dinner parties when I get older.

I also have this thing for Garden Fresh salsa, the not-too-spicy kind. I remember during my somewhat successful cooking career at Owen last year I created a peach salsa that was similar but not nearly as professional (ya know, stupid food budget). Just like that mango bean salsa, although, it became somewhat mundane after becoming a weekly staple in my South African diet.

There's also the R.O. water. Better than anything I've ever tasted, or at least it would be if it tasted like something. I'm unsure of how I survived without it, especially when Obs water tasted like a pool. Mmmm pooooool.

And, well, I never forgot exactly how much I love watermelon, I just forgot how delicious it tastes.

This reminds me, in elementary school it seemed to be a tradition to bring in cupcakes or something of the sort on your birthday. Well, when I was in kindergarden I requested not a cake, brownies, or cookies from my mother, I requested large platters of fruit. I think I was probably the only kid in the history of Mrs. Tyler's kindergarden teaching career (which was probably at least 20 years) to bring in fruit for their birthday.

Speaking of which, I decided that if I could have a smoothie every day of my life I would be one happy woman.