Cucumber and tuna roll

Kind of cheap. This tells us right here that this tuna is not made for this sort of thing.

Hamburger with gruyère, poblano pepper and pineapple, but no bun

My body spoke to me in physical feelings and sudden anxieties, pangs of urgencies, and through flashes of animal despair, but not in words. It said to me, my body said to my mind as my spirit observed the discussion, "Don't put any of your bread into your mouth or I'll blow it out your butt like office doughnuts and coffee." 

And I'm all, "Fine."

I won't put any of my bread into my mouth. So my body doesn't blow it out my butt like office doughnuts and coffee.

That was easy.

Now in agreement, processing goes smoothly and body behaves as if it is normal.

Pizza, bacon, pineapple, jalapeño

Leek and potato soup with poblano and jalapeño peppers

Your peasant potato soup is delicious and so is our peasant chile soup so our two peasant soups get married and they have a baby that incorporates the genetic best of both parents for a new spectacular tasting soup.

But it is hotter than expected. Everything was put in, seeds, membrane, the whole bit. So it's all there kaboom right in your mouth. 

And all that is moderated by cream.

👨‍🍳 You didn't put in any garlic.

     💁🏼‍♂️ Didn't have to. Has leek.

👨‍🍳 You didn't add any spices or herbs.

     💁🏼‍♂️ I added bay. Then took it out.

👨‍🍳 You didn't use the cheese.

     💁🏼‍♂️ Editing decision.

👨‍🍳 You didn't add any wine.

     💁🏼‍♂️ I don't like wine. I don't keep that open.

👨‍🍳 Mon dieu.

Update: You would think that one potato and one carrot and one poblano would all go into one meal but this actually turned out to be four very good meals.

It is surprisingly hot in the mouth. Those jalapeños are just so unreliable now that they mix heatless types and extra-heat types with the regular ones. These particular jalapeños are uncomfortably hot.

For a guy with damaged kidneys these four bowls processed incredibly easily. It feels like my body simply absorbed them. No sensation of movement. No discomfort. No unpleasant side effects. No second final surprise heat sensation. Know what I mean? Know what I mean? Poke. Poke. Poke. Huh? Know what I mean?

I think that I discovered a new hospital food for kidney patients. Finally, something that will blow their face off while not disrupting their system.

Lemon aid, ice tea, planting lemon tree seeds

Lemon taid. 

There is your seed, within the seed. It's why these take so long to germinate. All that stuff has to deteriorate. Like the seed is saving itself for next year. You don't have to dig out the seed, rather, nick the outer seed all the way through to the inner seed so it gets water faster and it all breaks down more quickly and germinates. 

That's how I understand this, while accepting I can be wrong about everything.

The last time these things grew up very quickly then died just as fast. I have no idea what their problem is. Maybe I'll buy them all a large glass cloche. Maybe I won't. These things grow in Arizona. So humidity shouldn't be a problem. But maybe it is.

Three seeds per pod. Like tick-tac-toe on the diagonal. Labeled, and put under a dome.

Hamburger, my bread, avocado

My bread is trimmed to fit in the toaster. It is not buttered or slathered with mustard or anything. Just leaves of lettuce trimmed to fit the bread. 

Oops. I forgot lemon.

Colorado Palisade peaches


I honestly believe the flavor, texture, juiciness cannot be improved. These are perfect. And anything that I do to them will make them worse.

Say, I sprinkle some cinnamon ... worse.

Say, I freeze it and turn it into peach-snow-cone ... worse.

Say, I turn it into cobbler ... worse. 

Pie ... worse

Drink ... worse

Slushy ... worse. 

Ginger ... worse. 

Ferment it ... worse.

Everything that I think of makes these perfect peaches worse. It's like something that God made then the user comes along and messes it up. When in fact, humans made them, humans hybridized them, and I marvel at what humans have done with the original peaches. The humans made the peaches fit us even more splendidly and the flavor that comes out of these things is not to be believed. It is magic. But their season is so incredibly brief, like a flash in the year, and then we are all right straight back to insipid unusable peaches. We're spoiled. Quite. We won't even touch peaches out of season. Because we have eaten the best.

You must come to Colorado right now, eat a peach, and then leave.

Wouldn't want to overstay your welcome.

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