I used to buy two rotisserie chickens a week because they were cheap, easy protein. Since my appetite changed, the warm smell hits me like wet dog. I can eat cold chicken salad if itβs buried in celery, but the skin? Absolutely not. My grocery spreadsheet noticed: chicken line went from about $20 a month to zero, and cottage cheese went from $12 to $26. Weirdest part is I still crave the memory of crispy skin, not the actual bite. Anyone else have a food your brain loves but your nose vetoes?
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