Ruggleses tend to develop some level of hypertension as they age, and Dad is no exception. Periodically, our beloved Morton's salt would get replaced with some small white-labeled shaker of No-Salt with *gag* Potassium Chloride.
Did Dad ever stop loving salt? I rather doubt it. He used to grill chicken seasoned with fistfuls of salt, and my eyes would water. But I was turned off to salt long before that.
In keeping with the Christmas season, this story is still heavily entwined with Christmas. Once, a long time ago, we were making Mom and Dad their obligatory breakfast for in-bed consumption, and I was assigned egg-making. I salted to my taste, which is enough, I think. Dad, before even tasting it, asked for more salt because surely I could not meet his distinguished taste. I took his plate back, and I salted those eggs - a lot - because Dad likes his Sodium. When I brought the plate back, (probably on one of those little red floral-print TV trays), Dad demanded he be given the salt shaker so he could see to it, that he got his. I tried reasoning with him saying that I gave him salt and a lot of it. He would hear none of it, and he salted away - for the third time. Naturally, one bite convinced him that there is, in fact, an upper limit to the amount of salt a person can reasonably handle in a week, much less a meal. And around then, the whole experience has seen me shying away from salt since.
Maybe I won't have hypertension to go with my high cholesterol.
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I HATE it when Craig salts my food before tasting it! Granted, my food always needs salting b/c I never add it when cooking. My kids like it that way, and I don't want to build it in to a too-sodium-rich diet anyway. Same reason I don't butter the vegetables (usually). But still CRAIG. Taste it first!
haha I always salt before I taste. bad habbit, I know. :) And I so remember those crazy red tv trays!
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