It’s interesting how every so often, you can have the chance to try or experience something you’ve done before, but for whatever reason, this time you love it.
Every Fall, my husband loves to carve out his Halloween pumpkin and take the seeds from it and bake them in the oven for a seasonal treat. Truthfully, I can’t stand them. There’s no taste to them, and without the massive amounts of salt, I never saw any value to them – period. I never understood what he loved about them. Every year, I’d sample one or two, make my traditional face of disgust and let him have them.
This year, however, I love them (?!?). Granted, they don’t taste amazing per se, but they’re quite snacktastic. Once I made my face of aversion to them, he caught me snatching a few last night and again this morning, I found myself stealing a few. Maybe it’s because I love all salty snack food, but for whatever reason, they grew on me this year – who’d have thought it?