The Enrapturement of Cilantro-Lime
...I'm sorry, this blog post is currently only a fabrication of future commings; please return in approximately three hours...
Some people eat to live - I live to eat. These are the chronicals of my unique and unorthodoxly fascinating menus of my day-to-day accounts and eating habits. Sit back, grab a tabasco-corn pierogie and SanPellegrino Aranciata, and enjoy the best food your eyes will ever feast on.
Please, divulge your own tastes through some cyber-medium and amuse me.
Not pictured is my breakfast, which was a simple slice of the 12-grain bread topped with strawberries, cantaloupe, watermelon, and nectarine, drizzled with new orange blossom honey. I'd say those are pretty damned natural to me. For the first two days of my switch from non-biodegradable school-lunch shit to this easily-digestible diet, my body seems to have gone through a period of detox as I felt like pure shit the first few days. The feelings were of food-poisoning aftershocks - glad these said symptoms have subsided, otherwise I may have suffered a relapse into mechanically-processed Mystery Meat and fat-infused questionable desserts.