Neanderpundit

Had a big handful of black jellybeans yesterday, my favorite Easter food. Happy it only comes onece a year because it dyes your crap a startling green, which is a shocker fort the couple milliseconds before you realize what caused it.

Now, since the surgery, I have had a couple of moments of personal discomfort that relate to having eaten too much too fast. If you do, your stomach produces acid, the food has no place to go.

So up it comes, and good riddance, too. It’s painful, and scary.

The title of the post refers to this:

I have a tendency to eat in some pretty strange places. A lot of places that make a Waffle House seem like Mortons. I do this, not because I have no respect for my stomach, but because I like to try new and different things. Sometimes, the best new things are at shitty little holes in the wall.

So I’m at this shitty little hole in the wall. I’m eating a meal I’m going to try to duplicate- a sort of eggplant torta, made in a cake ring. And a piece of pasta goes down without being adequately chewed.

In no time at all, it’s causing me a great deal of discomfort. People with weak stomachs might not want to read any more. Continue Reading »

While snarfing goodies today, remember that this is the single most important Christian holiday. Christmas is just an overture.

20 + people at Mom’s for dinner today. In a kitchen the size of a hotel room. In japan.