There was a week of my life that I became addicted to coconut. In some memory I’ve now lost is the reason why I first used coconut cream on a watermelon radish. There’s most likely a starved human grabbing for anything in oral vicinity memory in a pensieve somewhere. Lemon was juiced on top of goat cheese and salted watermelon radish for mouthbliss already, so why not try lemon on coconut instead? So much mouth happiness came that day. Oh my creamy fresh wonders.
I’d also been getting attached to the idea of raw and the bright notes it sang in my head. Baked and grilled and boiled were all delicious too though. Why not layer the raw with the baked and just see what tastes the mouth could make?
That week was the best week of body bliss I’d even known. I ate organ meats and veggies and coconut for every meal. Then I tried cheese the next week since the twin brought it in the house and it had been our favorite food for years. We’d already planned a cheese castle with chocolate trapped inside of the cheese to prevent the chocolate from melting. Bread thrones were also going to seat our royalty. Automatic stomach gurgles and ick feeling took my body after that first cheese bite. No no no. I’ve given up most fruits, sugar, rice, bread and milk chocolate already. The castle was already just cheese and that’s hard to bite into as a wall. Your nose would get in the way.
I knew cheese was about to leave the mouth menu. Why put things in my body that made it unhappy when there were foods that led it into bliss? I switched over to replacing cheese with coconuts and oils. Honestly I’ve barely missed cheese but for a few tears and dreams of cheese monkeys. This switch has led to so much experimenting as well, and now I can bring all of those experiments to your mouth.
Fair warning: if you increase your coconut too fast it can come out of you too fast.