LAST EDITED ON Dec-03-25 AT 11:52 PM (EST)
 
That title doesn't feel like quite exactly what I want to express here, but it'll have to do.

So, unsurprisingly, the main effect of the surgery I had was to make it physically impossible for me to eat substantial amounts of food at once. At the moment, that's taken to a slightly ridiculous extreme, though they tell me it'll relax a bit within six to twelve months. The upshot of this is that practically every single food item in the world is too big for me to eat in one sitting. Not only restaurant dishes, but most pre-packaged foods as well. Unless I cook absolutely everything in tiny quantities from scratch, which I'm not going to do, I'm going to have a lot of leftovers.

However! Today, on my way home from a doctor's appointment, I swung into Dairy Queen and got a cheese dog. No chili, because I was driving and didn't want to stop to eat; just a hot dog on a bun with cheese on it. (As an aside, one of the reasons I love DQ is because they're the only fast-food chain I know of around here that has hot dogs.) I took it slow, eating small (by my standards, anyway) bites at a time, with a pause in between each one, in the dark, on the Interstate, with the tunes going... and I tell you what, I'm pretty sure that was the best hot dog I've ever eaten.

I mean, objectively it clearly was not; it was just whatever generic kind of dog they have at Dairy Queen. Under normal circumstances that would rack up a score of "OK" at best. They don't hold a candle to, say, the big Nathan's ones they have at Sam's (which would now probably be three meals for me). But under these circumstances--not having had a sausage of any description for more than two months, and taking it very slowly--it was spectacular.

I'm not really going anywhere with this, there's no lesson or anything; it's just an experience I wanted to relate.

I'm sure we're all looking forward to the day when this business is NOT my entire personality, but I ask your patience whilst I under take this voyage of discovery. :)

--G.
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>I mean, objectively it clearly was not; it was just whatever generic
>kind of dog they have at Dairy Queen. Under normal circumstances that
>would rack up a score of "OK" at best. They don't hold a candle to,
>say, the big Nathan's ones they have at Sam's (which would now
>probably be three meals for me). But under these circumstances--not
>having had a sausage of any description for more than two months, and
>taking it very slowly--it was spectacular.

I'll sound like my grandmother for a brief moment and agree that if you slow down and actually taste what you're eating then you'll get more enjoyment out of it.

>I'm not really going anywhere with this, there's no lesson or
>anything; it's just an experience I wanted to relate.
>
>I'm sure we're all looking forward to the day when this business is
>NOT my entire personality, but I ask your patience whilst I under take
>this voyage of discovery. :)

No offense, but the older I get, the more comfortable I feel hearing the people I know spout off random thoughts because it at least gives me some assurance that they're still converting O2 to CO2.