I hate triscuts. - by Jinglin Li - Jinglin’s Substack

i have never been a picky eater. if you were to ask me what food item i would never put past my lips, there is really only one thing that comes to mind: triscuit crackers. and i only really possess this certain aversion due to an unfortunate food poisoning spell i feel into a couple of years ago, triscuits being the last thing i ate before i started to feel sick. this aversion has lead me to think about my taste, in other aspects of life, beyond the realm of food. first off, let’s establish a working definition for taste. at its core, i think of taste as our ability to discern what we like, from what we don’t like. over the years, i’ve discovered that i love lakes and beaches and large bodies of water, i love funny thought-out clever pranks, i love my family and my friends, i love talking to strangers like i’ve known them my whole life, i love finding an author with unique, clever prose, i love laughing, i love the feeling of being smitten by someone. i hate triscuts. to me, there is o

i have never been a picky eater. if you were to ask me what food item i would never put past my lips, there is really only one thing that comes to mind: triscuit crackers. and i only really possess this certain aversion due to an unfortunate food poisoning spell i feel into a couple of years ago, triscuits being the last thing i ate before i started to feel sick. this aversion has lead me to think about my taste, in other aspects of life, beyond the realm of food. first off, let’s establish a working definition for taste. at its core, i think of taste as our ability to discern what we like, fr