Last month, I saw this hilarious picture on my friend, Rapunzel's, blog:
It really cracked me up. And it also made me think about the foods that I crave.
As far as being food venturous, I will try almost anything once (meat log excluded...*blech*). But carbs? Those are probably my downfall. I won't elaborate on this topic because I am currently of the "Weight Watcher" frame of mind. But, I will tell you that I never met a loaf of bread I didn't like.
Actually, if you want me to be your best friend forever, just give me a warm loaf of fresh bread, a nice hunk of quality cheese, and a full bodied glass of wine and I will follow you to the ends of the Earth.
God, I am such a cheap date.
Anyway, you're probably wondering where I'm going with all of this. In a nutshell, I have a new theory...and I think you're going to like it.
Yesterday, as hubby and I were driving home from work, I spotted a new sign on a building nearby. I immediately yelled, "Oh my God! Turn the car around! I need to take a picture of that sign!" The hubby, completely used to my ramblings and sudden outbursts (poor, poor man), did a u-turn on the road a la Dukes of Hazzard (he's good at this) and I quickly got my photo op. Check IT out:
Dudes! The minute I saw this sign, everything suddenly became so CLEAR to me!
OF COURSE, bread is the devil! How could it not be? It's baked by whores!
OK...I'm grasping, here. But, you know me...always looking to blame someone else for my weaknesses...