We all have quirks. It's part of what makes us who we are. My Grandmother has an eye twitch. My sister (The Gorgeous One) cracks her wrists. My other sister (The Tall One...who is also totally gorgeous, but I can't call her that or you wouldn't know who the heck I am talking about) wiggles when she is trying to fall asleep. My dad mixes up his words (you know you do dad!) My Grandfather always whistled "Sweet Betsy From Pike".
I too have quirks...a lot of them. Here is my quirk of the day: I like my food to crunch. I love croutons or chips in my soups. I have to have croutons in my salads. I like nuts in my bread. I love chips. I love chocolate crackle with my ice cream. I like crushed up corn flakes on my cheesey potatoes.
I just love crunch!
(crunch, crunch, crunch!)