Last night I looked in my freezer contemplating what I should thaw for tomorrows meal. Upon looking around and thinking what it is I might be hungry for, I spotted an container of left-over chili and said to myself, this is what I will have tomorrow along with a small loaf of bread. As I am warming the “chili” I am noticing what appears to be clumps in the broth and figured that perhaps parts had not thawed or it was tomato pieces and began to break the clumps down with a fork. I finished heating the mixture poured it into a bowl and the quantity was just right filling the bowl to the brim. So I carry the bowl of soup along with a small loaf of bread, some butter, my gallon jug of milk to a TV tray I had set up to watch a western while eating. About 1/4 to 1/3 through I’m thinking I wonder why I didn’t break the meat down more when I first made this stuff and then a slow realization comes suggesting that maybe I was eating spaghetti sauce with meatballs. I stopped a moment to determine what to do next when I decided well it tastes all right although I did momentarily considered going and getting some Parmesan cheese but quickly overruled that and continued to eat until suddenly my stomach said enough! I surveyed my bowl and estimated I had consumed probably 80% of the total sauce and 80% of my small loaf of bread and I guarantee you I was no longer hungry if fact, I am receiving some discourse from my body asking Why? Why do you do this to me? I guess this situation has to be chalked up to brain deadness or a short circuited electrode found in a brain in need of nourishment. May the Lord have mercy.
It kind of looked like the picture above with some meatballs thrown in.
While I’m thinking about it where are my Tums?