It might just be the fact that I've been keeping food in my pantry/freezer an incredibly long time, but today I was disgusted at the taste of two very common staple foods in America: the PB & J sandwich, and the frozen Tyson breaded chicken nuggets. I thought freezing my bread would keep it, but at the first bite of contact, my mouth was appalled. Nothing tasted good. Then, when I bit into a chicky after dipping it in ketchup, the bubbly consistency of mystery meat was such an offense to my mouth that I had to eat the rest very quickly, as I had no other food in the cupboard. Sure, I could have gone out to eat, but now I'm afraid that anything I eat won't be able to hide it's processed origins. Also, I could have gone to buy something at Ralphs but I was too drained. Since getting home I've been taking it easy, but waiting until night time to get to sleep. I think I'll only last another half hour and then I'm out.
So, biggest culture shock so far is the food. I didn't think 2 weeks of matooke would do this to me. Unexpected.
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