Good Food, Bad Food Removal
We got together with our friends, Chris and Pete, last night for dinner. It’s Restaurant Week in the Boston area so participating restaurants provide a fixed menu consisting of appetizer, entree, and dessert. Pete selected Gargoyle’s in Davis Square. There’s definitely more to this place than you’d expect from the front facing the street.
I had a lovely baby spinach and goat cheese salad with strawberries, a tasty proscuitto and mustard encrusted breast of chicken with mashed potatoes and greens, and a sinful warm chocolate and cinnamon cake with butterscoth ice cream. The dessert could only have been better if it was one of those molten lava cakes with the hot chocolatey liquid oozing out of it.
We’re talking about trying another restaurant next weekend (Ironically, Restaurant “Week” is technically two weeks).
In other news, a southern, trailer-park dwelling woman was on her toilet for two years. Yep, she had to be surgically removed since her skin grew around the toilet seat. In fact, the toilet seat went with her to the hospital.
How does this happen? How did she bathe? Hell, if her flesh grew around the seat, how did she wipe? Who fed her? How did she earn money? I could easily see this happening in Japan since their toilets will do anything (the toilet seat above was from my trip to Japan): heated seats, bidet function, white-noise machine, scent-sprayer.
I’m guessing this woman made history on an good ole-fashioned run-of-the-mill American Standard. What’s scarier is that this woman is probably considered a run-of-the-mill American standard. Oh, our foreign neighbors must be having a field day with this one.
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Wait, wait! There’s an even bigger question: WHY was she on the toilet for two years? There has to have been some serious psychological problem/obesity issue going on.