I have a personal theory about food: "If it tastes good separately, it will taste good together." I have yet to find failure in my logic. Someone once suggested ice cream and gravy. While I have yet to try it, I think it sounds damn delicious.
Also, new AVGN with special guest...
food doesn't taste the same to me any more. I can only eat a few bites at a time since I had my surgery. I cant eat anything with a lot of sugar in it or chocolate and bread makes me feel sick. I have lost 120 pounds so far though.
I love a sandwich with bacon, peanut butter, and cheese, never really thought of peanut butter on a burger tho, but it can't be much of a stretch, maybe I'll make me one sometime.
I met her, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and not even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this cow, with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes... the devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach her, and then another seven trying to keep her locked up because I realized that what was living behind that cow's eyes was purely and simply... evil.