It feels like suddenly liking and wanting a dish one never took any special interest in before, a dish one knows to be dangerous, because of serious allergies, and yet, this one time, one feels uncontrollably driven to take a bite, or two, or to finish the plate, even if it means a possible death after the meal.
And it feels odd and it's scary because the dish is now all of a sudden very real in front of you, appetizing, with exotic and yet familiar scent, taunting and burning your hunger.
It was easier before when the dishes I craved for were, and still are, not in my own dimension.
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