As suggested by my mother, I’m currently on an egg-free diet to see if it helps my numerous stomach problems. Not having scrambled eggs as my go-to meal means that I am usually:
a. Irritated that I need to put so much more thought into my meals.
b. Hungry because I don’t have time to put more thought into my meals.
Today I decided that to avoid my stomach eating itself I really needed to plan lunch in advance. So I turned to my freezer and broiled a piece Trader Joe’s turbot, which, incidentally, is quite tasty! After I finished patting myself on the back for coming up with a decent lunch, I multi-tasked and checked emails as I ate.
After I sorted through various spam, including an urgent note from a man in Africa who wants to send me $3 million and a tempting offer of Xanax at wholesale prices, I clicked on an email from my mom entitled “A fishy story…IF ‘ U’ eat fish – Please watch this.”
I eat fish, so as instructed, I watched the above video. And then I stopped eating lunch. And then I kicked myself for not knowing what country my turbot was from. And then I kicked myself for being so naive to think that 99% of fish came from either the Pacific or the Atlantic Ocean. And then I kicked myself again for having Maya because she is the reason I can’t eat anything anymore, and why I’m on an egg-free diet, and why I am eating more fish than I’d like. Luckily for Maya she was at school because who knows what or who I would have kicked next.
While it seemed more than likely my lunch wasn’t farmed in a sewer, I decided not to take any chances. I threw it out. 30 minutes later I was hungry and irritated and back to square one.
Check this video out and let me know what you think!