There’s a bit of judgement about a sweet tooth, don’t you think? Those who like savoury foods best tend to look down, so often, on those who love sweets. I think it’s a matter of perceived sophistication, and I haven’t a vast amount of patience with anyone who thinks their taste is better than someone else’s. Some of my family are glad that I quietly add a little lemonade to their glass of champagne because they think it makes it taste better, and that seems fine with me.
The other thing that people are a bit judgemental about is the lark and owl thing. It’s a fact that some love to get up early and others are best at night, so like to sleep in. So?
I wish I was better in the morning, I love the dawn, but I wake up in the evenings, those who see me only during the day don’t see me at my most enthusiastic. And if given the choice, I’ll choose savoury, but that doesn’t mean I haven’t got a sweet tooth too. So I’ll sit right on the fence and I like what you like. I know, what a creep.
Anyway, the other thing I was going to mention was that I said to the Sage last night, shall we have another blog party next year? And he said he’d like to. So – well, I hope so, and I hope you can come. I love having made friends through blogging, it’s a completely unexpected benefit.