Write about a time when you realized that your perception of a particular food was based on a stereotype. Explain what the food was, what you originally believed about it, and where that belief came from. Then describe how your perspective changed after experiencing or learning more about the food. Be sure to include specific details about the moment your thinking shifted and what you learned from that experience.

Writing prompt: Growing up I would eat whatever was on the table. However, when it came to tacos, specifically Tacos de Carne Asada, I never tried until I was 11. Tacos are seen as just greasy meet with greasy tortillas that just end up falling apart. Specifically, that is how they are supposed to be eaten.  Until then, I only ate chicken tacos, that had to be made a certain way, specifically not greasy. Even though I am Mexican and live in a Mexican household, I couldn't help to just not eat it. I was made fun of because how Is it possible that this is what my culture eats on the daily basis however I don't. So when I was 11, we were leaving church from a vigil and we were hungry. The only places that were open were food trucks. So, we went on to the nearest one to us. I was going to order my same old chicken tacos however they didn't have any. The only thing they had left were Carne Asada. I was either going to starve or eat. So, I was willingly going to try it because I was hungry. The cashier told me "our tacos are the closets things to Mexico city it's ever going to get". So, I took his work for it and I gave it a try. It tasted like heaven. The flavors were so amazing. The greasiness, the sogginess, the seasonings, it just opened my eyes. I think I had eaten 4 with double tortillas. after that day, there is never a day when I do not eat the greasiest tacos ever. I understand some people have preferences and trying to stay healthy. However, this encounter made me grow closer to my culture and learn how and why they eat certain foods a certain way. 

Summary: Today in class we were working on our food culture PowerPoint. 

Reflection: Today I learned how important it is to stay culturally connected. 

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