I've stopped recording for a bit. I am thinking instead; all the dross that would have been passing through my mind while I was concentrating on playing my guitar has surfaced, and is taxing my thoughts.
There are two sour things that people like; I'm not sure which is which, but they do both begin with the letter 'K': kimchi and kefir.
I don't even like yogurt (what's the difference between yogurt and sour milk?) but I don't mind some sour things. It's just that these two sour things beginning with 'K' are relatively new, and seem to exist in order to encourage us to feel as though we are one of the in-crowd.
A neighbour gave me a tumbler of the milk-based K-thing, which was apparently a culture. She was very good about the fact that I didn't like it, actually. But why would I want to put sour milk in the fridge? I know there are things about gut health, but if you don't eat horrible food, surely your gut will be healthy anyway without putting sour things into it.
The other thing is a cabbagey thing which I had once as part of a vegan meal. Some vegan food is lovely, but this particular meal felt like a punishment. Round and round the plate I went, trying to find something that wasn't tart. I was starving. I tried combos of one thing and another: maybe this plus that would equal 'nice to eat'. But nothing worked.
Luckily, these things go out of fashion fairly quickly. I'm waiting for sourdough bread to go out of fashion too. It doesn't seem possible to buy anything else at the moment. I don't mind it sometimes, but it is a bit like eating a nylon bath sponge with a leather crust; an interesting experience, but not quite as nice as a good stodgy malted granary that sheds seeds all over the kitchen.
Speaking of which, I've just found a small ant on my nose.
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