💬 I can't eat anything sweet for breakfast

I can't eat sweet before noon. Cereal, pancakes, a sheera, doesn't matter, my stomach says no. My mother says it's because I'm stubborn. My brother says I'm missing out. Maybe. But give me a plate of dosa with spicy chutney at 7 am and I'm happy until lunch. Anything sweet and I'm hungry again within an hour, hunting for something salty. Last month I was at a hotel in Pune for a conference. The breakfast buffet had 4 kinds of pastry and fruit. Nothing savory except boiled eggs, and they were gone by 8. I had a croissant and a banana. By 10 I was stuck in a session on tax rules with a growling stomach. The man next to me heard it and offered me a biscuit. It was a sweet biscuit. I went out to the lobby at the break and asked the staff for anything with salt. They brought me a plate of plain toast and a packet of salt. I ate all of it. I know how that sounds. A grown man eating salted toast in a hotel lobby in front of the receptionist. She looked a bit worried and asked if I wanted more. I said yes. At home it was always poha or upma or leftover rice with a pickle. Sweet was only for Sundays. Maybe that's where it comes from. My cousin grew up on sweet milk and bread and thinks I'm odd. We argued about it for an hour at a wedding. Neither of us moved. What do you all pick when there's nothing but sweet on the table?

I am the opposite, so I will not argue, but I do understand the stomach part. My brother can't drink milk in the morning and gets a headache by 10.

Sweet every time for me, I could eat a plate of shahi tukda for breakfast and feel completely fine about it. Savory food first thing feels heavy to me somehow, like my body isn't ready for onions and chili before it's even properly woken up. My mother used to make sure there was always something sweet on the table growing up, so maybe that just wired me a certain way from the start too.