I can only assume I’m part of the larger malady, and you may have noticed the sudden quiet from my end of the Blogosphere. All I remember was a salad and a turkey-dog, then 48 hours of “Kill Me, please.”
The only thing quiet was the blog, as all my “ends” were suddenly clamoring for attention, with me hugging the Porcelain, suddenly really religious.
Little Red vine-ripened fruit, I salute you – and after three or four years, when I can look at you again, I may buy some more. Until then everything that resembles you has been banished from the pantry – and if I succumb to the desire of a BLT, I’ll slice a red donut.
Not being able to stray more than 13 feet from the water closet puts a crimp in fishing, but humor has returned so it appears I’ll survive.
mmm, bacon, lettuce and donuts sound good
CLEARLY this is God’s vengeance against vegetarianism. The Creator meant you to munch your turkey dogs, fish sticks and salami RAW – with the blood dripping !
Chef Boyardee’s revenge on Montezuma.
At some point you have to wonder … why can’t it be an aversion to doughnuts or Big Mac’s – something useful..
Ma said we should eat lettuce and tomatos – is this an all-out Al Quieda assualt on things we hold dear?
Makes a fellow wonder.
There’s a lot of loose speculation flying about here, and as the official PR Agency Representative of the American Tomato Growers Association, I’d like to take this opportunity to threaten any anti-tomato extremists with a libel lawsuit should this unproven slander continue.
Tomatoes are our friends, and that statement carries the force of legal opinion.
You should try growing your own. It’s not too difficult, you know where they’ve been, and they taste better than anything found in the store. Not too late to get some plants in the ground. Also gives a new life to any old bamboo rods you might have lying around.