Coconut

Drop me off at a tropical resort and I will order a Pina Colada as quickly as possible!  Despite the excessive amount of sugar, I also had a long love affair with Malibu Rum.   It would stand to reason then,  that I must love coconut, but I don't!  It's "coconut flavoring" that I love.  Isn't it weird how different the "flavoring" is from the real thing.   I  would never choose to eat real coconut.  In fact I think it's pretty gross.  I think that's why you only see people eat coconuts when they're stranded on a deserted island.  It's a last resort food.  I know it would be for me.  Maybe it's the texture.  It's tough to exactly pinpoint the problem.

On Fathers Day, I baked Dave one of his favorite cakes, German Chocolate.  I like the cake part, but I refuse to eat it, because Dave wants that disgusting coconut pecan frosting on it.  That sickening  frosting has an amazing power.  It repels me from eating cake.  I won't even say what it looks like and the smell of it makes me want to barf.  Dave loves it, go figure???  This is what happens to a person when they are denied sugar cereal and powdered donuts as children.  Their sad little palates learn to find joy in this nasty excuse for frosting.  The upside is that I was able to bake a cake and not take a single bite (is that not a miracle in itself?), the downside is that Dave then ate the entire thing by himself.  

Magic diet food!  Just apply it to high calorie foods and then be to disgusted to eat them!