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After 50 Appetite: What happened to my stomach?

Ever since turning 50, it seems there are entire categories of food I can no longer consume. Things I used to enjoy in my 20’s, 30’s and 40’s are suddenly off-limits because they will “live with me” for the entire night or 2 to 3 days.

How did this happen? Indian food? Adios. Salami or any sort of sausages? Sayonara. There’s no more anything with garlic in it. Garlic, goodbye! Everything that even suggests curry? Can’t do it.

Suddenly it’s all off my menu. And once it’s off your menu, a strange thing happens to your palate. Something you never would have imagined during the “Salivating for Steak” “years” (“Decades” Who’s kidding!) You just kinda forget about it. I don’t really have cravings for it. I crave Indian food around once a year now since I turned 50. And if I eat it during a non-craving period it will “live with me” for days.  All of the sudden there are entire categories of foods I refer to as “So Not Worth Its!”

Any sort of meat that’s really fatty. Pork roast? Preposterous!  Easter ham with a marble of fat throughout? The only thing that will be Risen is the bile going up my esophagus until the back of my throat feels “sour.”  A tablespoon of what used to be my beloved Liverwurst? We haven’t even made eye contact for a decade. I can’t live a life of boiled chicken and white rice.

So what is left that won’t offend my esopha-50-gus? It appears I have been forcefully nudged by Mother Nature to become… a Vegan.

This means no “flesh food” of any kind.  (Well, when you put it like that…).  And nothing that “has eyes.”  Vegetable “pasta.” “Meatloaf” made out of mushrooms and lentils. I’m “sure” it “tastes the same” as my tame stomached friends portend. So I must surrender to the lack of stomach juices, or whatever has caused this farewell to flavor. Wish me luck. Just don’t do it with a real wishbone!

We all go through major life transitions when relationships end. Through this website, I will share my thoughts as I walk the path of “New-Self” discovery. It doesn’t matter which side of 50 you are on. The real question is, Are you ready to live life? To forge a Path of Your Own Making (For a change!)? Then stop dwelling over the What-Might-Have-Beens and join me. Share your thoughts here, comment on mine, and let’s do this together!


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