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This week we drove to the city where we used to live for dentist appointments and to have lunch with friends. Our friends suggested a barbeque place that used to be one of my favorites. I don’t think I had ever eaten in the restaurant itself. It was located near the library, so when I would take the kids to get books during the summer, we would pick up barbeque on the way home. Their brisket was delicious, but what made this different from most BBQ was their absolutely amazing creamed corn. Remember now, my children were small, so this was long before I ever heard of the BTD.
After verifying with our friends B and E that turkey was on the menu for my Type A husband, we loaded in the car. As we drove, B said “Did you know that they serve creamed corn as a side?” I said that I remembered how delicious it was. He said, “It’s so good that sometimes I just get double creamed corn.”
If you are a regular reader of this blog, you know my standards for BTD compliance. At home I don’t eat avoids. At restaurants I make the best choices available. When I am a guest in someone’s home, I maximize beneficials and neutrals, but I am not offensive if I am served an avoid. While my health is important to me, relationships are even more important.
We were going to a restaurant, so I don’t have to eat creamed corn. I get two side dishes with my brisket, and there are other choices. But the idea of that delicious, mouth-watering creamed corn is now in my head.
As we are standing in line B says to E, “Are you getting creamed corn?” He turns to me and says, “Are you getting creamed corn?” I say that I am thinking about it. That is an understatement. At that moment, creamed corn is all I can think about.
As I got closer to the counter, I knew I ought to say “Brisket plate with green beans and cole slaw.” But instead I say “Brisket plate with green beans and creamed corn.” When my food arrives, I enjoy the brisket and green beans. I am saving the creamed corn for dessert. It is a special treat.
I took the first bite. It was canned corn in a sauce made with white flour, water and pepper. Ugh! I used to like this stuff????
At that moment, I realize how far I have come in my nine years on the BTD. My mouth has become accustomed to fresh beneficial foods, which don’t need pepper and sauces to disguise the taste. The desire for creamed corn has gone the way of pizza and chicken fried steak.
Will I ever lose my desire for ice cream and cream puffs? I don’t know, but I’m glad the desire for creamed corn is out of my system.
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