On Food and Eating

This is kind of silly, but the idea occurred to me and I figured it's better than nothing.

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!