this is an appetizer

An exotic one, can in fact be called outlandish. The kind whose name you can’t pronounce. The kind whose taste you can’t quite define: sweet, bitter or a bit too salty. But surprisingly never bland. Served in bite size. Like hors d’oeuvres in round plates. Complete with garnish. The works. The hilarity.

But my taste lacks sophistication. My tongue curls. In search of a familiar tang. And you have none.