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9:57pm May 5, 2013

➸ "You don't need this junk. You need a cat.": I can taste anything.

wintergrey:

youneedacat:

I think I’ve developed a strange relationship with food.

I didn’t do it on purpose. It’s just happened, the longer I have been diagnosed with gastroparesis. It especially happens during times when I either can eat nothing orally, or when my oral food has been limited to a few flavors: broth, or…

I’ve had a similar experience since I quit eating a lot of my favourite foods b/c of allergies. It’s getting to where I can do it voluntarily about many things. That makes me happy for you because I love it.

I can taste and feel a slice of moist chocolate cake with dark chocolate ganache icing with perfect clarity. A plate of smoked salmon in vodka cream sauce with capers on fresh spinach linguine. The bowl of fresh-caught and grilled scallops—nothing else, just scallops larger than a two-dollar coin, sweet, delicately fibrous, meltingly tender, dripping salty juices in a plain white bowl—I ate near where I was staying out at Assateague/Chingoteague. The yielding, butter-soaked, salt-sweet lobster I ate overlooking Niagara Falls. A ice cream sandwich melting and fragrant with vanilla, the dense chocolate cookie clinging stubbornly to my fingers, eaten standing in the hot sun on the side of a dusty road outside North Bay and washed down with sticky-sweet, ice cold, sharp-bubbled white cream soda from Quebec. 

I don’t know why it is—I do have incredibly good body memory, sensory issues, synaesthesia, etc. Maybe that’s part of it. And it’s always first-bite good. Perfect. 

:)