As I tossed down the chickens' "treats" this morning, I reflected on the vagaries of taste. They attacked the pile o' stuff (bread, rice, lettuce, unknown reddish swill) with a veracity that made you think that they were starving. Not the case, as attested to by the 50 pounds of local feed mix that they consume a week. Ducks are more particular, it seems. They are not interested in anything but greens. This may be because their beaks are rounded and they have to work mightily to rip a leaf of any size into dainty bits.
Lovey will eat just about anything. She doesn't actually chew, she Hoovers. Peanut Butter is a little more circumspect when there is any change to his food dish. They are currently eating an easy-over egg for breakfast (every other day), mixed with grain-free, salmon-only kibble (in PB's case, for small breed dogs = tiny bits), topped with thawed, pre-cooked, human-grade turkey with sweet potatoes and greens. Moistened with homemade broth (turkey at the moment). PB gets his meals in a soupy state, as he does not drink enough water due to confinement. Scrappy was game to try anything, although I distinctly remember his run-in with a grape - he rolled it around in his mouth for a good 15 minutes, giving me the big moo-moo eyes. He waited until my back was turned and then spat it out into a corner. Where it lay until Slimbo found it and batted it all over the house. And then I stepped on it.
Slimbo gets a half-can of wet food and a couple of handfuls of grain-free, indoor cat, kibble. He is adamant about both. Only Rachel Ray's Indoor Cat kibble and only Friskies (with gravy/sauce) wet food. He could live on their turkey in crab sauce. OMG. I get the dry heaves just typing that.
The llama prefers graham crackers over just about anything, with apples coming second. Norman feels the same way, but requires his apples sliced into bite-sized pieces. Linden will inhale apples, Grahams and pumpkins.
If I had to list my favorite sandwiches, they would be (in no particular order), PB, pickle and mayo; warm, sliced hard-boiled eggs with salt and mayo; hard salami with pepper jack cheese (grilled); and grilled cheese with pickles. The best of all - a pastrami Rueben on rye, with coleslaw and grilled. My arteries are very thankful for my GF status.
What rings your Pavlov's bell?