I’ve tried all manner of diets over the years and now, I’m trying the paleo diet. It’s working for me and I feel good. I haven’t made a big deal out of it with Ed or the boys, but it is obvious when I don’t eat some of the same things they eat. I have told the men in my house about the finer details of my diet and they have run with it!
A couple of weeks ago, we were eating a big weekend breakfast at one of our favorite restaurants and I ordered coffee. Here’s the thing though: I don’t like cream in my coffee. I like milk. Cream is too thick for me. So naturally, I asked for milk instead of cream. My milk versus cream issue has absolutely nothing to do with my current diet, but my guys had to add in a few details for my request.
Ed started, “The milk should be whole milk from a cow that has only eaten organically grown grass. It should also be a white cow with three large black spots.”
“The cow should be one born only in the month of October and not more than four years old,” said Logan.
Trip couldn’t be left out. “And the cow should only have lived in Texas or in an adjoining state.”
I just smiled and asked if they could meet all of those requirements. The server laughed and said, “Of course!”
Last weekend, we ate at the same restaurant. I ordered an omelet and asked for a couple of things to be left out. My requests were not unreasonable and the server said it would be easy to accommodate my requests.
Trip piped up first. “The chicken which laid the eggs should be a white chicken.”
“It should have black spots, but the spots should only be on the chicken’s face,” supplied Ed.
Logan finished, “The chicken needs to have been born in the summer time of the last year.”
Our server was the same one who had heard their routine about the cow a couple of weeks prior and she was giggling at the onset of it.
My omelet was delicious!