Food has always been a sorta interesting topic.
While I was young, Dad was always saying "you are what you eat~if you eat junk then you become junk" And now he can prove it, as he has a little lazy-susan tray full of medicine bottles that he has to take everyday. Different members of my family have different medical problems...high blood pressure, high cholesterol, diabetes, strokes, cancer, kidney failure....which can all be controlled and/or prevented by what they eat. A cousin that was just 1 month older then me died either last yr or the year before...and it sure brought back all my dad's food advice back & made them hit home more then any dumb TV commercial.
While growing up my parents (mostly Dad) loved gardening & had to order every strange new veggie seed packet that he could find just to try it out and be more different then all the other gardens in the neighborhood. For the first 17 yrs of my life, we were only allowed candy for holidays~valentines day, easter,halloween & christmas and just 1 day during Summer vacation (probably 4th of July.) The only soda pop, my parents ever bought was orange sunkist & ginger ale. Other kids at school thought it was "terrible" that my parents didn't buy junk food more often, but then I could remind them that I had no cavities at the time (got my very first cavity when I was 16 1/2~now I have a mouthful)....I didn't get addicted to coke cola until after I got married to a sugar-holic. During that first year of marriage I got to pig-out on every junk food imaginable, some I still eat today.
as a youngster....usually healthy mixed with prolonged bouts of fasting, got interested in vegetarianism in Jr. High School
during marriage....found junk food! candy, processed crap, & pre-mixed stuff...food mixed with every unknown chemical disguised in pretty cans & boxes.
Then when back to vegetarianism for 1 1/2-2 yrs straight just before getting pregnant with 6th kid(was not a good thing for the sugar-holics/junkers...people addicted to junk) in the house.
As for now~Well some co-workers and I will joke about me being the most picky person in the cafeteria. I know what I like and if I don't like it then I won't eat it...but sometimes a cook (Grumpy Grandpa) will make a special and I will taste it just to tell him my opinion of it.
I also live alone in a 1-room dorm...which means no real kitchen. I used to tell people that I was on a "no-cook" diet, which usually meant that only I didn't cook it, but if a restaurant cooked it then it was ok. Well, now my food is mostly raw...good thing I love salads & fruit.