It has come to my attention that I'm a bit picky.
I'll pause why you pick your jaw up off the floor.
I know, I can't believe it myself.
Anyway, of course my adoring hubby was the one that kindly pointed it out to me. I was in denial for quite a while, but recently have come around to accepting it. I mean, I do like what I like and the opposite holds true.
I don't like cheeseburgers. I like hamburgers. But I like cheese on my chili. Or on my french fries. Or nachos and pretzels. Just not on my burger. It really annoys me when a fast food place ignores my request for hamburger. NO CHEESE.
Onions and I have a similar relationship. I enjoy onion rings, but don't really like them on my sandwich.
Lately, I've been challenging my hubby with my preference of whipped cream. No, this isn't a dirty joke. We get coffee most mornings and I enjoy whipped cream on my hot coffee. But please don't top my iced coffee with whipped cream. It doesn't melt the same. Plus, then you have the tall lids. Ugh.
Anyone else out there with contradictory tastes? I know I'm not the only one, but at least I'm starting to admit it.