Just devoured some chicken curry, which got me to contempawing about spices.
I seem be happier and my old man blues tend to lessen when I eat slightly spicey dishes. When my mom goes all bland on me for too long, day after day of plain chicken, I start to feel yuck. You know?
I hear us not-a-dog type individuals aren't supposed to eat onions, but after nearly 16 years of picky eating, I think I have the authority to say that sometimes a little spice, some kick, goes a long way. Your thoughts? And why no onions? anyone know?
Oh and now you can send me a woof out on Facebook. Well actually it is Dogbook, a Facebook component. Search for me under my mom's profile: Anita Malik. Hope to add you as a friend soon!
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