one particular childhood taste 😬

  1. confession time. this is weird to admit, but...
  2. ground beef.
    raw, ya'll. 🙊
  3. we wouldn't eat a whole pound, but my dad would give us each a couple bites. we'd dip it in salt and pepper and eat it, then cook the rest.
  4. my parents would never allow this with run-of-the-mill grocery store ground beef. only freshly-ground from an amazing neighborhood deli.
    that makes it better, right?
  5. so it's weird, but true; and though I no longer do this and am freaked out by the fact that in my childhood it seemed completely normal, I still think of it every time I open a pack of ground beef.
  6. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯