Entirely too much fun

I was in the kitchen today and talking with Julz as I worked and at one point one of our fellow workers changed the pan for some cubed chicken.

I made a joke about Cube Chikens and their square heads and square wings... and how they are evolved from the square fish used in square fish patties.

They laughed and asked if this is what happens when you can't eat most foods.

I had to share that no what really happens is that I invent characters for my short stories and novels that have strange eating habits. Like the superherione Runcible who was eating a breakfast of ostrich meat tacos with raisins and chocolate sauce and a side of pimento loaf and marshmellow fluff pinwheels.

Half the fun of that is coming up with truely bizarre food choices. Then the game ensued. Basically it's taking any food you can find in your pantry or grocery store food isles and finding truely mind boggling or stomache churning coices. I had some duzzies come to me, and we even had a bit of a challenge to see if we could find and unspoilable food.

I'll have to let you know more about that next time.
Take care of yourselves.
Rovingjack.