Actually. I don’t. Not anymore.
When that question was asked (rhetorically) by a dessert show host (he was making no-bake Oreo cheesecake, I instantly remembered my elementary school days. We always brought packed snacks like biscuits or cookies for recess because canteen food was rather overpriced.
In second grade, I met two of my best friends, Dan and Monty. We had a thing for Oreo cookies back then. We brought and ate them almost everyday for recess. It became an easy habit for a few months. We ate the cookies in different ways–sometimes we stacked the filling and ate them separately, sometimes we did the whole “twist, lick, and dunk” thing (except there was no milk to dunk on so we dunked it straight to our tummies hehe!), sometimes we ate them “normally.”
However, it took only one day for Oreo to taste completely different for me. I don’t vividly remember how that day was, but when I ate the Oreo it had an aftertaste and it suddenly became too sweet for me to tolerate. When I asked my friends back in second grade if they thought it suddenly became too sweet, they didn’t think so. I even tried eating Oreos that my friend brought, just in case it was my pack that was “different.” Still didn’t taste good.
I stopped eating it then. I don’t know, it just changed.
For years I didn’t eat Oreos at all. My friends continued to bring them during recess, even as we grew older. There came more varieties like the gold ones and the ones with more filling and the smaller ones but I didn’t like them just as much as the original.
I don’t remember the time when I started eating it again. It stopped tasting as bad as that day in second grade, but still definitely not my favorite.
Come to think of it, I don’t really know whether or not Oreos changed their recipe throughout the course of my love-hate-meh relationship with it. I tried looking it up and only the 2013 recipe change seems to be of relevance. But if it didn’t change, then probably I–or my taste buds–did?
I somehow learned that while we have several processes of familiarity and fondness in life, humans are just as capable of doing the opposite. I’m not well-versed with how the body or the mind exactly works, but we see it and we go through it. We get used to, get attached, grow into. We also get out of, get unattached, and learn to go without. Just like how it went for me and Oreos. But. Well. Why?
Sometimes, I’m inclined to believe that things that don’t make sense happen for a reason. Like how it was awfully quiet during the day (in my construction-zone house) my yaya nearly kidnapped me and my hysterics were heard–hence I am still here. But that’s giving too much credit on something metaphysical (or whatever the term is for the physically nonexistent existence) on matters concerning our welfare.
Things happen because they do, or because we did or we didn’t. The hypothetical “reason” cannot justify things that we are incapable of explaining. But it’s a good enough excuse especially to what we cannot articulate.
Like, I can’t really explain why I began to actually dislike Oreos. But maybe if I didn’t, I may have gotten sick from eating it every single day.###
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