This week's writing prompt is "my secret snack."
Really, I can't think of any sort of snack that I keep secret. It's not like I hide in the bathroom to munch cookies (cue the Pepperidge Farm commercial for Milanos cookies) or stash chocolates in weird places where no one can find them.
I'll snatch--not sneak--olives or pickles, almonds or tortilla chips, yogurt or fruit from the kitchen when I've got the munchies. If someone baked brownies, I'll help myself to those. But I've always been open about my snacking, even if it's practically a light meal of wine and cheese. The closest I've come to a secret snack is an occasional mouthful of coconut flakes. I especially enjoy the sweetened ones. I seldom eat candy, except for chocolate.
As you can see, my tastes are eclectic. Put baklava in front of me and I show no shame in gobbling that down. That's about the only way to persuade me to eat anything with walnuts. Offer me some already cubed watermelon or cantaloupe and I'll cheerfully accept and munch away. I have noticed that I tend to favor salty or sweet snacks, not so much sour or bitter flavors. And I don't do spicy-hot, because I enjoy being able to taste my food. Heat is not a flavor.
Besides, if I did have a secret snack, do you think I'd reveal it to the world?
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