How did this happen?
How did I voluntarily buy industrial quantities of club soda and go through them like a starving shark going through a sea of fresh corpses?
I've never had any attachments with club soda. I didn't even like how it tasted, not least because I couldn't accurately figure out the exact taste of club soda.
It's immediate taste usually began as a salty shock quickly dissolving into a bubbly sting, evaporating into a molten battery effervescence.
How does one grow to a taste like that, and I didn't..until recently, that is to say a few months back when I started drinking it with my solitary dinners and before long I was traipsing through supermarket aisles loading my cart with this odd fizz..goes to say how one suddenly develops a taste for something they've never liked, however for all my love and ravings of Japanese food, Natto is the one thing I never never never liked.
It's a staple breakfast meal in Japan and one has to flit about their chopsticks in the bowl with an eager abandon to create something of a visceral slime which is then eaten and relished.
I never found myself growing attached to fermented beans of any kind. Their smell as much as a put off is nearly as scary as its taste, texture and demeanour.
I do however like a Korean condiment made of fermented soybeans; it's rather like a paste, called 'Doenjang' , but that's the extent of my love for fermented beans, because ugh, it's an acquired taste and I'm not dauntless enough.
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