complication

when we were young, we craved for the simplest of taste. for the softness of white bread, for the sweetness of a lollipop or a bottle of carbonated drink, for the crunchiness of fried chicken. our taste buds demanded for the purest, the most basic of flavour; sour, sweet, salty but of course, never bitter.

with age, subtle changes come into play, hand in hand with the more obvious ones. the food that beckons me now hold layers of complicated interplay of textures and taste. the softness of a piece of white bread seems to pale in comparison with the bite, the chewiness, the flavour of mixed grain bread. pumpernickel, focaccia, fougasse, walnut and so many more that i haven't tried. just like life, our taste buds are becoming more complicated.