Here’s a little bonus to old age that they don’t tell you about: you start to enjoy some of the foods you once thought you hated.
It is in fact delicious when cooked to crisp and tender in the oven. My twelve year old self would roll her eyes in disbelief. She thinks it’s a used dish sponge masquerading as food on a plate. It’s the texture we have to wrangle, and now we know what’s up