I am grateful that I can taste flavor. How easy a statement is that?
I am reminded of this blessing when I remember how difficult is was for Gram to "taste" things. She liked her tea boiling. I think it was because she couldn't taste the flavor, but could feel the heat. She would talk about how foods weren't seasoned properly, meanwhile, I was enjoying the different flavors of the foods.
I think that tastes change as we age. I think that we lose the ability to detect subtle tastes as we age. But, I also think that tastes change.
I used to abhor fennel. Oh, the licorice flavored vegetable was dreadful. But, a few years ago, I began to appreciate the flavor of anise. And now, I actually like the flavor of fennel!! (I don't crave it or long for it, but I don't avoid it like the plague anymore.)
I enjoy flavors. I like trying new flavors! I enjoy the way my tastes have changed and are changing.