Thursday, July 22, 2010
Two days ago my wife and I went to buy groceries for the first time since "Suit Sexy." Going down the isles it dawned on me that I have a relationship with food. I am not one of those people who look at food as fuel or something just to get you through the day. No sir! Food for me is like that first kiss - the excitement never goes away. I just wish there were a methadone equivalent to my almost heroine like addiction to chocolate.
Anyway, since I was slapped in the face by my sweet tooth, I decided to go about grocery shopping a different way. I may not be able to dance with the hottie we all know as dark fudge, but I can still lounge and have a conversation with her slightly less attractive friend gluten-free products. In fact, my wife baked a petite-sized pan of gluten-free brownies, and I didn't feel like I was missing out. I couldn't tell the difference...
So, in the next couple of weeks, I plan on adding more gluten-free sweets and pastas to our grocery list. Who knows, this may be the start of lasting relationship. I am a lot of things, but the thing I am is very monogamous and loyal to my sweet tooth.