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If I were heaven's dietician, instead of milk and honey, we would have Dr.Pepper, Sweat Tea, and chocolate with caramel (think Twix without the cookie). The manna thing sounds okay, but I fear it will be more of a cracker than Golden Corral's yeast rolls. And this tree of life that bears 12 fruits...are we going to have caramel dip or something go with it?

If Bobby were to read this post, he would say my tastebuds are definitely depraved and corrupted and that I will have a restored body when I get to heaven so it won't matter. hmm.

Needless to say, we got Bobby's bone density test results in. (For those of you who don't know, I kind of broke his leg 2.5 years ago and we discovered his bone density is atrociously bad - a long story for another point in time.) Once we overlap all these diverse food lists he has, three things emerge from every single one as good for him to eat: fish, liver, and eggs.

I like fish (specifically the salmon, tuna, and mackeral they all suggest). I sort of/kind of like eggs. I like beef liver, and chicken liver (but only if it's battered and fried!). But I don't want them to be the main staples of our diet. (Yes, I was a strong-willed child and hated changed- and still do.) Thankfully I have a ton of cookbooks, as well as an internet at my fingertip which will produce a ton of yucky fish recipes if I just bother to google them.

Wouldn't life be so much more wonderful if God had just said, "The foods of which your body does not like, pour the molten fruit of the coccoa bean, and it shall be healed of all impurities."? I'm still waiting for the day scientists declare chocolate a food group.

Anyway...I've got to go figure out what to cook.

Comments

Jennifer said…
I like your ideas! I could go for chocolate too!
Bobby said…
Too bad for you that even if chocolate were declared its own separate food group, you shouldn't eat it since you are supposed to avoid caffiene. It's a rough life.
sara said…
Bobby's comment is cracking me up!
andy said…
You kind of broke Bobby's leg? This is starting to sound like the Stephen King movie "Misery"

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