HEY MA THEY’RE TRYING TO KILL ME
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I’m back in
Delray, Florida. I’m doing my best to eat properly. It’s not easy. I’ve
spent most of
my life trying to be food good. Now as I age, it’s even more important.
Delray is not a very safe place to be food healthy. I
promised myself to stay out of the
delis.
These delis down here are lethal. They are easily as good as
the ones that occupied
Seventh Avenue
in New York City. However, the
other day, I had a few hungry
guests .
“Would anyone
like soup “, I asked.
“Love some,”
was the response.
Okay, I
thought, it shouldn’t be a problem going to the deli to pick up some chicken
soup, and maybe cabbage soup. It was! I had to wait in a
long line and watch these
humongous corn beef sandwiches go by. Why hadn’t I remembered?
It was just
last year, I had visited this same
deli at around eleven A.M. I ordered
poached eggs and dry whole wheat toast. At the next table a
couple at least ninety-
five years old were smacking down two huge pastrami
sandwiches. I thought what
have they got to lose? Probably they thought the same. There
I was with my runny
poached eggs, feeing incredibly jealous of this ninety-five-year
old couple. I paid for
the soup and fled.
The guests
were from Boston and wanted to see the Patriot’s football game.
Anyone who
watches football knows that there is maybe some football, but mostly
ads. Who are the major sponsors? Subway, KFC, Pizza Hut, Little Caesar, to name a
few. Did I ever in my life see more tantalizing pizzas than
the ones they are
displaying on
my T.V. screen?
How about that
hamburger from Wendy’s? They claim they are just bringing it
back. It has bacon, cheddar cheese and a juicy looking
burger. Oh, I almost
forgot they include lettuce & tomato for “health
nuts.” But does it look
scrumptious?
Indeed it does. Red Lobster and Applebee’s are almost health
havens by comparison.
However, I wouldn’t want to be cholesterol concerned and be
eating there.
KFC is a story
all by itself. Most of us have indulged. Sometimes secretly and
sometimes not so secretly. Those who have know how delicious
their fried chicken
is, not to mention the coleslaw. But I will stay strong. Not like the other day!
I’ll get to that later. I note that B.K is not only
displaying yummy looking burgers, but
very quietly mentioning a new grilled hot dog, which of
course was not a concern of
mine.
Earlier
I mentioned that Dana and I are back in Delray Beach, Florida. We had our
white retractable top Pontiac transported by truck . It
arrived safe, but filthy.
It had been
given the honor of riding on the top of the truck.
I had
yet to see a car wash, I noted a
bunch of guys who looked like they knew
from car washes. The first gentleman offered that he used
one that was slightly
more expensive. What could they do differently? We found out.
You pull in and
are told to get out of your car. Someone takes over washing both the
exterior and the interior. Not bad for seventeen dollars.
We were
told the wait was about thirty minutes. I was quite hungry. I hadn’t had
lunch yet. The
car wash was right next to a B. K. Perfect; I’ll get a grilled chicken
there. I’ll be
fine. While waiting for my
sandwich, I remembered the hot dog
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Dana loves hotdogs. I’ll
bring her one even though she had eaten
earlier.
I returned to
the car wash and tore off the wrap covering the hot dog. Oh no!
They put onions on it.
Dana can’t eat onions. I couldn’t let a perfectly decent hot dog
go uneaten. Now could I? Could you?
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