When I was little, my older brother and sister taught me two bad habbits. According to my wife, they are both strange. I have never heard of anyone other than my family doing them, but then again, I never asked around either.
The first bad habbit was table salt. My older brother and sister used to pour an amount of salt onto a small piece of foil and then wrap it up and suck on it. Sounds crazy, I know, but it is true. And I also engaged in that bizarre habbit or ritual, take your pick. I stopped when one day while suckin on my ball of salt, I swallowed it. Scared me to death. Maybe I will develope some sort of mental problems because of the foil.
The second, and still active, is the act of eating bouillon cubes. Maybe I have an addiction to salt. When I was a kid, again my older brother and sister would sneak a palm full of crushed bouillon and share it with me and my younger brother (who also eats bouillon cubes). I guess the little granules of bouillon were not enough becasue they moved on to whole cubes, as did I. They don't engage in that activity anymore as far as I know, but occasionally, I do. I am overcome by an urge to suck on a cube once in a while. Beef flavor of course.
But these days, I can't find hard cubes. They are either low sodium or fast disolving..Yuck! Sometimes I will even eat sea salt if it comes in little chunks...maybe my wife is right. I am crazy. Maybe I am the only one in the world that does this. Maybe I am the product of an alien abduction.
This is one man's opinion.
PS. Don't worry, I am not passing this on to my children.
1 comment:
Nope, you are not crazy and you are not alone. There are many of us out here the crave the salty, savory flavor that can only come from the "dark master". Beef bouillon is where it's at. A childhood friend introduced me by shoving a cube into half a lemon. The salty, beefy flavor combined with the sour lemon hooked me instantly and I have been eating them ever since.
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