I don’t even like fish that much, especially when cooked. The texture gets kinda gross and the taste is at best ok.

It’s just the fish sauce. Even the mere smell is kinda fascinating. Like when you put smth smelly on your fingers and can’t help but sniffing them.

I’ve come to accept it as either a limit to my commitment or an inconsistency in my stance.

Likewise, once or twice a year I’ll treat myself with some quality offals which I miss way more than steack. Last time was some heart and liver soup kinda like phò.

I think the next thing to fix on my diet is cut off cow cheese since it implies making and subsequently killing veals every year.

And someday I’ll build a halfway decent pizza oven in my backyard n_n

Also calzones are harder to make but very underrated.