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It fascinates me that just a year and a half in Korea has changed my taste buds so radically.

For example, take barbecue sauce. Before the mission, I hated it. I ate my pulled pork dry and put ketchup on my hamburgers. It smelled good, but the taste was, in the immortal words of every kindergartener, "ICK!" Same with orange juice. I never drank it because I couldn't stand the "metallic taste." At least, that's what I remember not liking about it. Breakfast in my house required two things of juice (and not just because one is never enough for ten people): apple for me, orange for everyone else. But now, I can't get enough barbecue and I love orange juice! In fact, I can't stand ketchup (even thinking about it makes me pull a face) and I never drink apple juice anymore because it's too sweet.

However, never once, not even in a dream of a dream, did I ever eat barbecue on the mission. There may have possibly been a point where I had orange juice, but if I did, I don't remember it particularly. How does coming to love kimchi and garlic affect your taste buds for barbecue and orange juice? I have no idea.

But I still don't like chocolate.