Prompt/Snippet

write about what life would be like without one of the five senses. for this one, I chose taste.

I have an iron stomach for two reasons: I can handle most things I eat, and I have no sense of taste. I can even stomach my best friend’s terrible cooking. Like, you have no idea how bad his cooking is. I can tell just by smelling it. I mean it looks appealing enough but judging by my other friend’s reaction and the smell of it. His specialty is what he calls a “lemon soup.” The dude has a lemon and lime obsession. It's his favorite food. I don’t know anyone else who can peel a lemon and eat it as if it was an orange or something.

I do hate the fact that I'm unable to taste food mostly because I have a very good idea on what I’m missing out on, but the bright side I can eat even the worst cooking.