Hey, This Tastes Like the Body of Christ!

So announced Troglotyke #3 to Troglotyke#4 after eating a stale Goldfish cracker last night. This tickled me. No, we don't attend Mass where they use something other than wheat. The only time I notice the Host having any taste is when I'm at a parish where they slip in some honey, or something. Here the simple innocence of recent First Communicant reminds us that the Host does have a taste (of course!) because it's not symbolic, He is Real.