Why I Hate Corn-beef: Explanation and My side.
You cannot know what food you will hate and probably like. Also, you can't just make someone like the food you love; if it is easy, we will eat the food immediately. But for my side, it's not just the food but what the poison is given to me. Somehow you might not understand because you were not in my shoe, but I will try to explain my side.
This afternoon's lunch I didn't eat. It's my choice, nothing to blame. There was this instance that I hated they sent me the food I hate the most, at the time of lunch expecting you will have the best lunch even the weather is not that good due to typhoon, targeting our place. It's below the belt that I feel the toro inside. A burst of anger tried to relax, but I just made my calm down and skipped the food.
Why do I hate corn beef? That's the food every is favored the most. Why I am sick with the aroma is the best thing an average person smells before waking up in the morning. Why?
It started when I was young, and I don't feel the vibe of others enjoying the corned beef. I tried to be polite always. As I said, "I don't eat corn beef," then laughter will follow. Why the hell do I hate? It's delicious, and they tried to treat me by eating the food in my eyes. The next thing that happened was the enemy, I couldn't control my stomach, and it went out the debris inside.
And still, it's all my fault.
Well, at a very young, my always complaint was that I was always the culprit of everything, until one day I admitted it all my wrong, "yeah, it's my fault for I hate that one, yeah it's all my fault because I am not like you enjoying your favorite." They all stopped when I admitted I was the one who must blame. It's compelling that they are just silent. Maybe they realized that I was not. Or maybe not.
One thing I missed about corn beef is my 'pare' or gangs. They knew I am not unto that food and what they do is to adjust things. They always remind me that they will politely cook corn beef. Inside of mine, it's the best picture of people who understand me over those who provoke things when they know I am not unto that food.
What was the feeling of hating corn beef?
I will give you my feelings. When I smell the sautéed corn beef, my stomach feels like crumps to death, like my organs are spinning, wanted that the lower portion of my body is getting its upper side. I could control myself not to be rude, controlling that my body would be shocked. Stays not to think.
When I eat something, like corn beef in spaghetti in Filipino style, the taste and smell stay in my mouth. It makes me uncomfortable. Lucky that the taste of spaghetti leads not give me the hate vibe.
If you still do not understand me, here is another thing.
I am not a good person when the topic is corn beef; you can see my real side when you talk or tease me with that. Profanity, or when you were close enough, you will taste the bitter side of mine just that I don't want to experience the same as I felt when I was young.
I don't need people to understand me; maybe I am just protecting them from what I could do.
If you loved the food, I am not bitter about that. I mentioned it twice or three, and we will be fine, but mentioning that purely intention to disturb surely we will be on the devil side stream.
It's poison to me, and it feels uncomfortable. I also wanted to become an average person. I also wanted to taste it as if you loved it, but my system can't.
Is this enough explanation why I hate it? If not, I am not the problem, but those people who think joking about the food you hate is the best joke ever.
Disclaimer, this is not a hate-based article. This is rant where I wanted to hear my side and give you the thought that there is one kind like me who never likes to taste your favorite because it becomes a poison to me.
I feel you, bro. Though I don't hate corned beef that much, I also feel what you feel everytime I see watermelon, melon, and honeydew. I have that same reaction with you when someone insist to feed me with that or tease me. I feel like punching someone. 🙄