I'm not much into unusual foods. I didn't start eating Chinese food till I was fourteen or so. I discovered Indian food when I was twenty-six, living in Glasgow. (I later found out that Glasgow is a big center for Indian cuisine.) Later, when I moved to Toronto, I discovered Ethiopian food, which is served on a bed of puffy bread that you break off to hold the meat instead of silverware.
It was also in Toronto that my sister Moira and I discovered some new kinds of food. I learned to make fettucine alfredo and stir-fry food, both from recipes on a calendar promoting milk. I also know how to bake gingerbread.
I have eaten a few unusual foods in my time. When I was little, I liked to eat a single frozen french fry raw from time to time. When I was thirteen, my brother John dared me to eat a whole can of cherry pie filling, and I did it! (I don't think I got sick.) When we started growing peas in our garden, I liked to eat them raw. (I think they like raw peas in Finland.)
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