Uberfluff

So today's Daily Fluff was inspired by an episode of My Life In Food about adult picky eaters.  This isn't picky eating the way you'd normally think of it--e.g. people who don't like mushrooms, shellfish, or anchovies.  No, these are people who have a diet of maybe 3 or 4 things.  People who literally go into an anxiety attack when confronted by a celery stick.  (And who can blame them.  After all there are all those terrifying stories of brutal, vicious celery sticks roaming the wilderness, attacking innocent travellers.  Plus, the bite of the wild celery stick is said to be poisonous.)


Unsurprisingly, some of these people have a little trouble dating.  One guy in the documentary only eats grilled cheese sandwiches and fried potatoes.  To see him explain this to his date at the end of the episode is to see a woman quickly try to weigh the problem of dating in your forties against spending her life with Grilled Cheese Guy.  And it seems she went with cats and re-runs of Sex and the City.


I don't even blame her.  It's one thing to have some foods you don't like or try to avoid--almost everyone does that.  (And there's a great Jeffrey Steingarten article about his effort to overcome his own dislikes on becoming a food critic.)  But could you really spend the rest of your life with someone who is thrown into panic at the thought of eating a spinach leaf?