I love me some food! Don't you? Of course you do! And you're in luck! There's a bunch of food to go around. Well for most of us. I am doing my part for the benefit of those poor unfortunates: I'm going to eat a sandwich, every hour on the hour, in honor of those that can not reach their local delis because of bad weather conditions and for those that don't have the right condiments to enjoy a sandwich the way it should be enjoyed. Does it sound ridiculous to you, reader? That is only because you don't take food seriously and should be flogged mercilessly until you do.
The best thing about food is not the taste. Or the smell. Those are just smokescreens. The real action, so to speak, is in the sensation of swallowing a mouthful of delicious tender vittles in front of someone that has none. There can be no greater joy then eating a bit of cheesecake knowing full well that the child near you does not have any of his own to join you in your oral festivities. Now that may sound harsh and downright rotten but that is only because you happen to be the child in that hypothetical situation. Should the shoe switch to the other foot, you would happily munch on your chicken 'n' rice pizza in front of me. So let us not be petty and please pass the syrup. These sandwiches don't go down easy and I need all the help I can get.
