She found it strange; the way tastes can change.
Ever since she was young and her mother made it, she absolutely loved sweet and sour fish. The whole family liked it. That was then, over a decade ago, now some new view of things came into her life. A view that had altered both her attitude and taste regarding the subject of sweet and sour fish. Although this had probably come about as a result of her university studies bringing up the fact that there are two sides to everything and how this in turn can bring about paradoxes, she was not entirely sure if this was the case. Paradoxes in themselves, she was learning, can become powerful game changers. What she did know was that the idea of liking something both sweet and sour at the same time was not at all something she was comfortable with.
After all, there were sweet things and there were sour things. Was she looking at something in between? Surely a person should have a preference for one or the other. Shouldn’t the fish be either sweet or sour? Could you really like both together? Doesn’t this mean that the creature exudes some sense that the fish itself is somewhat undecided about its state? Following this line of thought could well lead to considerations about the creature’s uncertain manner of being, its undefined place in the world, its bipolar existence, and its blatant capriciousness!
Did all this go much deeper? She didn’t want to over psychoanalyse, but she can remember her two goldfish and how upset she was when she found them floating one morning. She refused offers to replace them. She remembers how much more pleasure she got, as a child, feeding the chickens and collecting their eggs.
After considering all this for a while, she realised that she was willing to give sweet and sour chicken a go…