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Some people are afraid of their own shadow. If I can't eat the foods I want to eat, I'd rather be dead anyway.
Agreed.
Some people are afraid of their own shadow. If I can't eat the foods I want to eat, I'd rather be dead anyway.
I don't know, I'm afraid of tofu.Some people are afraid of their own shadow. If I can't eat the foods I want to eat, I'd rather be dead anyway.
I don't know, I'm afraid of tofu.
Especially if a friend of mine invites me over for tofurkey sandwiches.
Uh no...
Not unless it's sitting on a thick slice of ham.
Even if you eat all the right foods, and do all the right things that are supposed to be good for you, eventually something is still going to kill you. Why not enjoy life while you have it instead of worrying about adding a few more days to your twilight years when you won't feel like doing crap anyway?
My friend doesn't have a choice, he's vegan.Tofu's not too bad... you just have to know how to cook it. Unfortunately, in my experience, most Americans don't.
My friend doesn't have a choice, he's vegan.
He has the same list as Renault....
Actually we used to eat the Boca burger.
Not bad, with cheese and Tapatio hot sauce.
Then it wore out it's welcome...
I base my healthy lifestyle on a pyramid of the five basic food groups;
Nicotine, caffeine, fat, sugar, & salt.
Better than rocks, twigs, quinoa and couscous.
Tofu is a hideous and insipid fake meat/gelatinous mass(probably space alien) that needs to be exterminated. That is something modern I will not miss. There IS no way to make it palatable unless you use so little of it that you might as well forego the whole thing.
Tofu is basically cheese. It's thousands of years old, far from modern. But it is pretty tasteless.
[video=youtube;_XJMIu18I8Y]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_XJMIu18I8Y[/video]Better than rocks, twigs, quinoa and couscous.
After my grandmother's fourth heart attack, she was no longer allowed to eat meat or salt. The doctor prescribed tofu, which was something none of us had ever heard of. She found it in an obscure corner of a supermarket, and when she opened the package we all gaped at what looked like a putty-colored block of florist's foam, floating in a plastic tub of murky water.
I understand it comes in much more appetizing forms today, but you never forget your first impression.