MY PECAN PIE THEORY

 I was speaking to my cousin Brent the other day. 

If you read my post about the summer, I spent in the country, when my parents were getting divorced, you may recall I made mention of Brent. 

You may also have seen one of his comments on my posts, which I am always grateful for. 

He is a few years younger than I am, and the two of us keep in touch through text messaging.

 He lives, works, and raises his family, just south of where I live. 

We were texting back and forth, and he mentioned how much he likes pecan pie. 

I asked him if he was aware of my pecan pie theory, which i made up some 50 years ago? 

 (knowing full well he wasn't ). After telling me he wasn't, I told him he would have to wait until this week to find out what it was.

 At least I know one person will read my post. Remember, it was developed by an 11 year old, how sophisticated could it be. 

So here goes... 

When I was much younger, 11 years old as I recall, my Mom, two sisters and I, lived in a cold water flat in Baden. 

One night I was sent to Kentucky Fried Chicken for dinner, it's now just called KFC, seems someone thought getting rid of the word fried would sell more chicken. Or at least not lose any sales. This particular KFC, had a glass display case, and in it was a selection of tiny pies. The pecan pie really caught my eye, so I got myself one for the ride home. 

Did I mention I was on my bike? 

I gobbled it up. I remember it tasting just fine. I didn't know what they were supposed to taste like, I had never had pecan pie before. By the time I got home, I was feeling too sick to eat any chicken. Within a half hour of being home, I would have given Linda Blair a run for her money (Google, "The Exorcist "). Since I hadn't eaten in nearly 5 hours of eating the pie, I obviously blamed the pie. I still remember after all these years, the brand was BAMA. 

I could no longer even look at a pecan pie, without feeling nauseous. That's when the pecan pie theory was born! In a nutshell, (see what I did there? A pecan is a nut, it's called the PECAN pie theory... Anywho ) 

Basically, it is the theory, that eating a food that makes you sick, will cause you to never want to eat that food again. I would test my theory some years later, I was about 22. I was on a health food kick, and desperately trying to give up candy, particularly candy bars. 13 candy bars later, I began to projectile vomit. It wasn't pretty. It lasted two whole weeks before I would touch another candy bar, and I gained three pounds that week. Rather than abandon my theory, I revised it to say, that the aversion must be a food you've never eaten.

 It cannot be forced, especially with a food you really like. 

I've maintained my revised pecan pie theory, for nearly 40 years now.

 My daughter-in-law Jerica, really likes pecan pie. I started having one for her at Thanksgiving these last couple of years, and may I say that I haven't been totally repulsed by it. Could it be that after 50 plus years, the effect has worn off? Maybe it is time to revise my theory!