Ah, the changing of the tastebuds. They say it happens every seven years. Until recently, I'd never noticed it.

As a child I loved all food, as long as it was smothered in ketchup. Eggs, pretty much any meat, green beans, bologna - splatter some ketchup on top and I was good to go. This didn't go over well when I ate at the homes of my playmates, because they wanted to join in on my tomato-based habit, while their parents disapproved. I didn't mind eating ketchup plain, either, as I would slowly drain ketchup packets on the way home from fast food restaurants.

My love for ketchup hasn't completely diminished but has faded quite a bit. I'm not sure if it's because I actually finally tasted it, but I realize I really don't like bologna at all.

French fries and fruit smoothies used to be things I'd partake of only if there was nothing better offered. Now they can actually compete with old favorites. I fear the reason I like french fries now is mostly psychological, as I hear women say all too often "I LOVE McDonald's fries." I always thought that fries were silly things to waste calories on, but lately... Eh. Guess times and tastebuds are changing.