By reading this post, you are sentenced to eat whatever you had at your last meal, for the next 14 days.
What was it?
Ignoring the calories, can you take it for two weeks?
Did you like it?
Do you wish that you had read this yesterday?
Do you regret having lunch at Harry’s Hot-Dog Stand?
I had baked bone-in ham, scalloped potatoes, buttered green beans, broccoli salad, and a warm, deep-dish brownie with coconut-flavored whipped cream on top. It’s a good thing that I didn’t discover this prompt the day before I did, when we had beef and bean burritos. I could have put Alberta out of the natural gas business. 😯
It was a delicious meal, I loved it, and I could eat it every day for two weeks, but variety is the spice of life, and I love a variety of well-spiced foods.
“Tomorrow” was a Monday. We have fallen into the habit of having the same type of food, each separate day of the week. Monday would have been breakfast for supper – bacon or sausage, and eggs of some sort – oatmeal and toast. There are a lot of combinations. I can take it every Monday, but I think that I’d tire of it quickly, 14 consecutive days. 😳
I never regret eating at the hot-dog stand. I never get a hot-dog. I could eat good French-fries 14 days in a row, if it weren’t for the wife’s Imperial Edict of ‘only once a week.‘ Damn the cholesterol! Full fries ahead. I’m pretty sure I could survive being sentenced to two weeks at Taco Bell, but, while places like Bar Burrito, and Quesada are filling, they’re not fun.
I have to wipe the grease off my fingers, and go visit Rochelle’s site to see if I can write a Flash Fiction while I’m this full. Stop back Friday to find out. Oh – and has anyone got some malt vinegar you could spare?? 😉