ouch.

i heart all things sour.  i love sour apple candy.  i can eat a lemon without much wincing.  i drink pickle juice (yes, i do.)  so, it was too my absolute delight that i saw a pickle cart in Eminonu area yesterday evening.  i watched the vendor dish out pickles and give it other customers.  then, i asked T if i should get one and he said, “Of course!”  so, i did.  and it was DELISH.

the pickles were not just pickles but they were pickles WITH radish juice.  it was amazing. (please don’t vomit or think low of me…i just love sour things!)

after a  few minutes of glorious sour heaven, T, who bought just plain radish juice, said his was done with the juice about three fourths not done.  i looked at him and grabbed the juice out of his hand.  now i was sour juice double fisting.

two minutes later, T’s face got all squished and he said that his stomach was hurting.  three minutes later, i threw out my pickles and T’s radish juice.

nearly 14 hours later, my stomach is doing flips.  i have made friends with the toilet several times and my stomach can hardly unknot itself.  i am taking pepto bismo, so let’s see if that works.

here’s to finding balance for the palate.