After a long period of indulging my every craving for poppers and pop tarts, I've lately been eating healthier stuffs. Lean, flavorless meats. Flavorless vegetables. That sort of thing. The closest I come to culinary joy is when I savor the irony of downing a multivitamin with Diet Coke.
One peculiar thing never fails: when I start eating healthy foods, my body goes into anaphylactic shock. Would that I could go back in time and tell my mother that vegetables are literally making me sick.