The thanks I get for eating tofu
When it comes to hot wings, lots of people think theirs is the best. I'm not here to argue; I don't have your taste buds and frankly, I don't want them. Really, keep your tongue to yourself. My point is...oh yeah, my favorite wings are the ones I make. Duh. Of course.
Well, I made a whole bunch last weekend in preparation for all the football game watching. And today, they're all still uneaten, sitting in the fridge. Why? An emergency room visit, clear liquid diet, bland (flavorless) food diet, a doctor's visit and medication kinda all got in the way.
Why? (you ask again because you care, don't you?) Because I tried to be good and eat some damn tofu on Saturday night. Stupid tofu, that's why. I hate tofu. I've resisted it all my life. I've never willingly chose it before and after this, I never will again. One chance you had there, tofu, and you royally f'ed it up.
Nice. You send me to the ER and you keep my from my beloved wings. You're on the list now. You know the list; the one that includes...water chestnuts. Oh yes, THAT list.
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