I have the bad habit of becoming engrossed in my schedule and never deviating from my assigned times, being a perfectionist, being picky, or as my dad likes to say, “finicky.” Lately, I’ve been reflecting on my habits, and I realized I have free will. Guys, I promise this is still a food column, just hold your horses. To be honest, this is a crash-out article, but you know what I realized? If things become too hectic, I don’t need to stick to my schedule. If I really wanted to, I could allow myself to reschedule a meeting just to get myself donuts, or ask for an essay extension and allow myself a break, and make myself a matcha. My friend (you know who you are) will probably say, “Prisha, that’s not free will, that’s common sense,” but I want to thank him for reminding me I have free will.
Honestly, if I used my free will to its full extent, I would have sushi for all three meals every day. My favorite place to get sushi is Obox. I don’t even know why. I have been to the fanciest sushi spots, yet I keep finding myself craving Obox. Its simplicity and flavor beat every restaurant every single time. People say, “It is just fish on rice, sushi is the same everywhere.” I tell them to hush because their taste buds clearly are not working. I truly believe the way sushi is prepared makes a huge difference. High-end restaurants serve sushi that tastes sad and soulless for some reason, while Obox just hits different. I hope one day I can follow my free will and live that dream.
Until then, I’ll keep taking the small wins. I will proudly dip my french fries in my milkshake without anyone’s judgment, because sweet and salty just work. The crunchy yellow fries and the sweet, delectable, chocolatey milkshake complement each other so well, and I’ll stand by that. I’m tired of pretending pineapple on pizza isn’t good, because it is. Sorry, Italians. The pineapple’s freshness balances the heaviness of the pizza and adds a bit of lightness and tropical flavor, which I adore. Even though I feel a little gluttonous after indulging in sugary, artificial snacks like frozen Froot Loop-wrapped ice cream or Brookside pomegranate chocolate, I know it’s okay to treat myself once in a while without feeling bad.
Waffles are better than pancakes. Yes, it’s the same batter, but the way they’re cooked makes waffles crispy in some spots, which adds an interesting texture and helps them hold syrup better. I don’t like peanut butter unless it’s with chocolate or in Reese’s Pieces. I absolutely cannot stand peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. They’re just too bland for my taste. I don’t like macaroni, but I adore pasta. Food is comfort. You’ll probably disagree with me on some of this and that’s totally fine. This is just my opinion. After all, this is an opinion piece. At the end of the day, eat or do what you want. Do what makes you happy.
