On Being an Adult (or: Thanks, Mom)
When I was a kid, I was convinced that being an adult was going to be fantastic, mostly because then I could eat mac'n'cheese every single day if I wanted to. And of course I would want to. Being an adult, I have discovered that in fact, while it is pretty awesome to be able to eat mac'n'cheese whenever I want, sometimes I want to eat other things. Things that I didn't even like as a kid. Things like polenta . For real. A few months ago I was struck by this intense craving for polenta... corn meal, milk, a little cheese. Maybe some tomato sauce if you want to be really fancy. FOR REAL? Anyway, that's something that I'm finding fascinating about being an adult. Not the polenta specifically, but the fact that I'm suddenly discovering a deep, passionate appreciation for things that I disliked (or despised...) as a kid. And here I come to the actual story. Ready? You'd better be sitting down. Especially you, Mom. I've recently b