Just got back from my ultrasound (an experience!). A
man in the radiology waiting area who had been fasting since 9 last
night began talking to me about food. The Chew was on. There was some
kind of glop made with goat cheese, and he had plenty to say about it,
none of it good. Then he proceeded to tell me of the tuna sandwich he
had planned to make when he got home, but after seeing the goat cheese
mess, decided against it.
Then, "You look like you cook. Do
you?" Does my face say I cook? Anyway, I told him I do, and then
followed a discussion about the goat cheese. I told him it is very good
and better for one's health than other cheese. He asked me if I would
eat the mess we just saw. I told him probably not, but I would have to
see it in person.
When I came out from my test, he was still there. He
saw me and said his tuna sandwich was looking good about then. I always
have a book. Today, I didn't.