Is it me? Or the KD?

I have evidence to indicate that I may be a pod person. That is to say, it may be possible that the real Karl Plesz is gone and has been replaced by an impostor. Why do I say this, you ask?

Because of Kraft Dinner or 'KD' (or as it's known in the US - Kraft Macaroni & Cheese). You see, I love Kraft Dinner. Or at least I thought I did. I made it many times when I was a single guy living on my own. When I served in my 6 month tour of Alert (at the top of the world), it was the de-facto contingency supper at the Zoo (the 'house' where I lived in Alert). I continued to eat it even after I got married, sharing a potful of cheesy goodness with my step-daughter from time to time.

But I hadn't had any Kraft Dinner to eat for quite a few years (maybe 6, maybe 8 years) until last week. Last week I made a pot of Sharp Cheddar flavoured Kraft Dinner. It was awful. I didn't panic though. I just thought, "It must be the flavour - I'll get some regular Kraft Dinner". Which is what I tried last night. It was just as awful. I officially can't stand Kraft Dinner anymore.

What the hell is wrong with me?