I read that if you eat something you hate for ten days in a row, you can train yourself to like it. Testing the theory and hoping information technology works.

I accept e'er felt that my dislike for raw tomatoes was imprinted somewhere on one of my chromosomes. When I met my husband, I was shocked to find out that he had the exact aforementioned tomato tasting parameters. We can eat all tomato sauces and foods with a cooked tomato base of operations. We can even stand to eat plan tomatoes if they are only slightly roasted in the oven. Oddly enough, some fresh salsa with onion, cilantro and lime is not just palatable but enjoyable. Just, just the idea of biting into a plain, raw, fresh tomato plant revs up my gag reflex.

Since my husband and well-nigh of my siblings have the same aversion, I take e'er assumed information technology is a genetic thing based on a chemical reaction to something in raw tomatoes. The best we can tell is that information technology resides in the slimy, seed-holding stuff. Yet, it is Non just the texture equally many propose because I really like other slimy things like jello, tapioca and oysters. I don't know what information technology is but as much as I love food, raw tomatoes are my kryptonite.

I have ever wanted to like tomatoes. They are beautiful and healthy and my brain can tell that they should taste good. Every few years I endeavor them again in an attempt to find peace with my tomato problem. Or, I find myself in a social situation where I must eat them or take a chance offending a host. A family friend we visited while traveling in Provence once served my husband and me a first course of ONLY sliced tomatoes. Since there was no hiding them under the nonexistent lettuce or moving them effectually the plate, nosotros gulped a lot of wine to wash it down. And, I admit I have hid tomatoes in my napkin and and then furtively tending of them in the bathroom.

Just before coming on vacation to Greece, I started reading The Homo Who Ate Everything. At the starting time the writer lists all the foods he hates and and then claims that you tin learn to like annihilation if you eat information technology x days in a row. My hubby and I have bravely decided to take the challenge. We figured that if you lot can't learn to like raw tomatoes in Corfu, where yous tin can pluck them direct from the garden, then there is no hope.
tomatoes-corfu

Solar day 1 was obviously not like shooting fish in a barrel. We took a deep breath and ate a large seize with teeth. I fought back the gag reflex, chewed and hoped that this experiment was not for naught. Day 2 was surprisingly a impact easier. On Days 3 and four, there was no longer a gag reflex though when offered a small, grape tomato plant (especially burst-y with the "stuff"), I had to turn away.

We forgot to consume our daily dose the following 24-hour interval and considered information technology intermission. To make up for information technology, on Mean solar day 5 we ordered a sandwich for lunch filled with raw tomatoes, feta, onions and olives. Information technology was a game changer. Nosotros actually liked it. Of grade, most things sense of taste practiced surrounded past feta and olives and onion could be one of the factors in fresh salsa that eliminates the bad reaction. And so, I wasn't convinced I had get a love apple lover.

Days six and seven we ate bites of tomato direct from the garden. No gag reflex. Nosotros sort of liked them. When I was alone in the kitchen facing the plate of tomatoes, I even took another and chewed information technology upwards and ate it. Aye, I liked it. Day viii was a slight backtrack with a restaurant tomato. The warm, garden tomatoes were more meaty and went down easier.

And at present, nosotros find ourselves now. There are ii days left. We have fabricated great progress. I am still skeptical about the future. Is this like building muscles? Volition my power to eat raw tomatoes atrophy when I am back dwelling if I don't continue "practicing?" I promise non. What I truly wish is that Jeffrey Steingarten knew what he was talking about and that this is just the beginning for me and raw tomatoes. Wish me luck…