CHOICES
It's always about choices after all, isn't it?

My Muse picture today could evoke a discourse on yummy food.  I could describe my perfect meals for the day.  Starting with two farm fresh rich yellow yoked eggs sunnyside up with virtually no runniness.  Flanked by sausage links or bacon and two pieces of wheat toast.  Coffee and fresh squeezed orange juice to wash it down.

For lunch would be a salad.   Italian chopped, light on the dressing.  One big slice of pizza with almost anything on it except onions or any kind of bar-b-que.  A Diet Coke or a Blue Moon with orange slice.

For supper I would do almost all the cooking. One good size New York strip, one-half of a big sweet potato(no butter or marshmellow or salt or pepper), and some asparagus.  All prepared on my infra-red grill.  Water or tea to drink.  And for dessert, creme bruelle.

Even after all that, I'd have some chips and lemonade in front of the tv before retiring for the might.  I can't forget a fudge bar DQ 50 calorie no sugar added second dessert of the day.

If you think, "wow, lots of calories," you'd be right.  Remember my premise included the operative word yummy, not necessarily healthy.  And I did go for the fudge bar and not a banana split blizzard.

Also, a disclaimer about how much I liked the food: never would my licking of lips be extended to my right nostril.