What’s your favorite food?
(Oh and if you’re wondering what the word “Pretevary” means, I just made it up. Close that Google search. Sounds like a real word, doesn’t it?)
It was one of those questions that create bonds between children, just below the “who do you like?” question, which would prove how close your friendship really was. So upon being asked that recently, I looked away and went into deep thinking-mode. Then I came to a conclusion. Well it was more of a question: People have one favorite food?
I guess having more than one wouldn’t make it a “favorite” huh? Hmm.. When I was a little kid, it was cool to say “pizza” as your answer, because you know.. Ninja Turtles.. obviously..
Here’s the thing, whenever I go to a restaurant and take a look at a menu, I hope for a small list of items. If opening a menu feels like going to Walmart where dipping sauces get their own aisle, I will stick with the happy hour menu or go straight for the “Burger” section and pick the classic one. For those of you lucky to have eaten at In-N-Out, you know how popular they are, and you know that they don’t have a whole section for fries. Three simple choices, and they’re numbered like this: 1, 2, and 3. A hamburger, a cheeseburger, or a double-double (double meat, double cheese).
So what do you expect me to say when I’m asked WHAT MY FAVORITE FOOD IS!?!?
How is someone supposed to decide on one thing out of one billion? I mean, c’mon if you could pick ONE food that you would eat every single day for the rest of your life, what would it be? Or hey, let me put it this way.. what if you got to pick your last meal ever, what would you decide on? Tough, right?
They say that there’s this thing called decision paralysis that people get upon being forced with the freedom that we get here in the USA. Check out all of the decisions we have to make every day:
- A mocha? Latte? Cappuccino? Regular? What size? (short, tall, grande, venti, big gulp?) Sweetener? What kind? (Splenda, sugar, honey, Sweet and Low?) What is your name? (Yes, you obviously have to make one up for them to write on your cup)
- What kind of bagel? (everything, raisin, blueberry?) What do you want on it? (cream cheese? jelly? Nutella? Yes. Nutella.)
And that’s just in the first two hours of being awake. So many choices, life comes with its own:
- Who to date
- Street or freeway
- What songs to add to our playlist
- What to read
- What social media to use
- What to get for lunch
You like choices, don’t you? Ugh get outta here, people. Just kidding. You guys are awesome.
Its bacon by the way. My favorite food is bacon.