Salt and Sugar

Yesterday I learned that salt and sugar are bleached.  Salt’s natural color is yellow.  It’s whitened to make it more appetizing.

I get that. Some of the best dishes I’ve had had ingredients in it that had I known, I would have never tried them.  I had venison pizza as a kid because I thought it was pepperoni.

I remember one time I found out my wife put spinach in the meatballs.  I loved her meatballs, but once I knew there was spinach in them, I couldn’t eat them.  I had eaten them for years and loved them.  Why does my knowledge of the spinach’s existence change my perspective on the taste?

Sometimes it’s like that with people.  I find myself really liking a person, then they reveal something about themselves that suddenly skews my perspective towards that person.  They may have different religious or political affiliations, for instance.  They may reveal they did something twenty years ago that I disapprove of.  Does it really change who they are?  Are they suddenly different, or it it just my biases can screw with my perspectives?

And that can work in reverse.  People think they know me then I reveal another part of me and it completely changes others’ perspectives.  I can totally change a relationship by talking about Jesus, or being bi-gender, or that I believe in ghosts, or that I’m an alcoholic, or bi-polar, or that I assaulted a police officer.

I’m still the same person you know.  Sometimes I’m just bleached to be more appetizing.