tastes change

The MIL had a huge collection of recipes.  I'd like to think that she had a rule that she could only keep recipes that she had actually tried.  Yes, I am in Fantasy Island here, but work with me.

I look at things she may or may not have made and jump to all kinds of conclusions.  Some accurate, some false, and others at all levels in between.

Life is like this, too.  At least mine is.  For years, I hated yellow and orange; now I have a closet full of yellow and most of my undies are orange (no idea how that happened, must have been when the dog was in a destructive phase).

Things I used to write, and love to write, no longer feel right.  But they still could draw an audience and in fan fiction, some of them still do.

Will I make any of these lovely salads?

Probably not.

But at least I have the options and if my tastes change, I can always come back.