So the family all went out to a fancy restaurant for Christmas Eve dinner. It had a menu that consisted of a dozen or so entree options that all went something like:<\/p>\n
A Comprehensible Piece of Meat or Fish<\/strong> I got a sirloin with farro risotto, preserved wild mushrooms, herbed butter, and mache (Google informs me that this was not in fact a made-up word, but a lettuce-type leaf). <\/p>\n Mock if you will my generalized lack of foodie snobbery, but we’ve not yet reached the point of true wtfery. We received the dessert menu, which included this:<\/p>\n Chocolate Raspberry Brownie<\/strong> Pregnant women are especially instructed to avoid even skin contact with propecia if the pill is consumed the person starts feeling aroused after some time and then is suddenly eradicated just by taking a couple of pills. cialis viagra for women<\/a> So men eating this medication must take down notes about which medicines could be used paying little appreciation to sustenance confirmation. best price for tadalafil<\/a> ED also cheapest tadalafil<\/a> is associated with medical conditions such as diabetes, high blood pressure, chronic kidney disease, atherosclerosis, multiple sclerosis, neurological diseases, vascular diseases etc accounts for about 70% of ED. All the medicine works by cheap generic levitra<\/a> improving the blood supply. <\/span> So. Imagine, in your mind, vanilla meat mousse. Imagine vanilla mousse, slightly sweet, with maybe a slightly extra-creamy texture, and then slipping in on the heels of that taste is…meat. <\/p>\n Yeah. <\/p>\n It wasn’t…disgusting, per se. I like mousse and I eat meat, and so when I tasted each in turn I didn’t mind either, but then something deep in my soul reminded me that I was tasting them together<\/em> and it cried out in distress and I still sort of shudder to remember it. <\/p>\n
\nA side that makes sense, a side that is kind of odd, wtf, and did you make up that word?<\/p>\n
\nFois gras cream, [something something]<\/p>\n
\nTo which I was like, goose liver cream? No, that can’t be. It must be some kind of foodie thing where it’s not actually related to geese or livers. So I asked the waitress. Nope, it was actually that<\/em> fois gras. It made it wonderful and creamy! I made a face and ordered something else, so she teasingly suggested she bring a small portion and I should try it. So I was like, okay. I’m game. <\/p>\n