Yesterday, I made the bestest breakfast in the world. I fried up three sausage patties, six slices of bacon, and two eggs over easy. Then I added two pieces of toast, slathered in enough butter so that it seeped through to the back of the bread.
In an expert's opinion, it's not a real healthy breakfast.
One could even argue that it's worse for me than my usual Pop Tart ensemble .
I'm not sure which way I'd go on that. One breakfast is nothing but sugar while one consists of a week's worth of fat. Calorie-wise, the Pop Tart breakfast wins. Hands down.
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Showing posts with label eating. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Pork, The Natural Laxative
Monday, September 22, 2008
The Picky Eater
For 37 years now, I have been an extremely picky eater. I can't help it, it's just who I am. I won't eat certain foods for the stupidest reasons. What reasons? You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Of course, I'll try. And maybe some of you out there will learn that you're not alone.
1. Green Things: Early in life I developed an aversion to all foods green. Doctor Moore, my childhood doctor, used to lecture to me that I was building a body based on the foods I ate. This didn't help. Who wants a body of spinach and green beans?
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