Sensory flashback: A psychological term, meaning if the person was in the moment—seeing, touching, hearing, smelling, tasting the actual event that has flashed back.
A few years ago I was casually seeing this guy named—we will call him Greg because he is more like a Greg than his actual name. Greg was a little older, definitely wiser, and liked things like goat cheese, witch hazel, and Kombucha. We would sometimes go out to breakfast and he introduced me to a hidden breakfast place that I probably never would have known about, but this wasn’t the only thing he introduced me to that I still like and have even today. One day he made me an omelet, ahh yes this is where the eggs come into play. He made an omelet with yellow and green zucchini, onions, and Yup you guessed it goat cheese. Although he made it with a process in mind. I wasn’t fully paying attention to what he was saying but now I use the vague memory of how he made it to make this omelet all the time. In fact, I have made it twice now in the past week. You put the omelet in the pan and let it cook halfway, then you add the veggies/onions and fold the omelet in half to “let the zucchini get to the perfect tenderness” then you put in the chunks of goat cheese after the omelet is done and let it sit for the cheese to melt. I remember not fully liking the taste of this omelet but I soon began craving it. I learned to love goat cheese but I never found myself liking him. He has reached out to me a few times since I removed myself out of the situation but I never responded. He probably thinks I never think of him, but I do, whenever I have goat cheese.
It always amazes me how certain sensory flashbacks have zero feelings involved but can remind you of something you got out of that situation. Greg never truly fulfilled my soul but he did my stomach, so that has to count for something right?
Anyways, that was the first time I had goat cheese.