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From: Jules (user-1120hjl.dsl.mindspring.com)
Okay, guys. . . So yesterday I met some friends for lunch at an upscale restaurant. Generally, I prefer to eat on my own to eating in restaurants and attending social occasions. The menu had a million items on it and most everything seemed very complicated and had animal parts in it. I do remember that I used to order and eat some of those (vegetarian) things, but it seems like a previous lifetime. The people I was with ordered things that smelled really bad and looked thick, dry, and salty. Salmon, feta cheese, crab bisque. By contrast, my pineapple smelled luscious and looked like sunshine. There was a lot of talk at lunch about holiday food and recipes for things like cookies, candy, ham, roast beef, and turkey. After lunch, I went to Borders Books where they had a big display of cookbooks and recipe books for Xmas. I leafed through some of these just to see what the hubbub was all about. Everything seemed so complicated: long lists of ingredients to buy, and the pictures of the food looked greasy and thick and heavy. Then the nice guy who orders their books (who has become a friend) asked me what I was reading at the moment. I told him I was reading a book called I Live On Fruit. After a brief explanation, he exclaimed, "That's impossible! Why on earth would anyone want to do THAT??!" Then he proceeded to tell me he was doing the South Beach diet, living mostly on meat and cooked vegetables. Sometimes I am able to go around in the world, oblivious to "the other." And sometimes it is just all around, everywhere. By the end of the day, I wasn't exactly sure who was crazy, me or the rest of the world. But one of us is definitely crazy. Really, I don't think it's me. :) Love,
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