Since arriving in Spain, I have...
- gotten used to eating breakfast at 7:30, lunch at 3 and dinner at 10.
- discovered I don't actually like fish. Like at all.
- remembered, every day, how much I love breakfast. (Doesn't matter what it is. Waking up and eating immediately was just someone's best idea ever.)
- starting liking muesli and granola and dried fruit a lot.
- started missing foods I didn't even used to like that much, like pancakes and potato chips.
- eaten more yogurt than ever in my life. Only the kind with fruit. Delicious!
- eaten more, in general, than ever, because I have to eat everything our host mom serves, and it's 2 courses plus fruit and bread.
- eaten at least 2 fruits every day. That's amazing for me. (Generally: pears, kiwi, apples, and tangerines.)
- missed spicy and any kind of ethnic food.
- and, somewhat embarrassingly, Dunkin' Donuts.
- stopped drinking milk, unfortunately (for no good reason)... but still, the yogurt!
- gotten used to French bread at every meal, which could be a problem when I go back.
- not had to tip at restaurants much or at all (in Spain), which is fantastic.
- eaten too many napolitanas (chocolate-filled croissants).
- become a social coffee drinker.
- been a big fan of Döner Kebab.
- learned, at least somewhat, the wonders of eating from supermarkets while traveling.
- remained entirely incompetent at cooking.
- gained 15 pounds. Looks like the Freshman Fifteen came late. Aah!
