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Friday, January 27, 2017
Imagine if you hate broccoli like I do, yet you knew it was going to be a part of a Steak Dinner you were going to enjoy as an invited guest at an acquaintance's house.
If you love steak and garlic mashed potatoes (like I do), maybe you gag down the broccoli to be polite, washing it down with huge gulps of water, after you demolish the steak and potatoes. Maybe you leave the broccoli on the plate, covered with you napkin after you devour the steak and potatoes. Maybe you just move the broccoli around the plate to pretend you ate some of it.....
The thing is--you do something with the broccoli to be polite because you are there for the steak dinner.
Imagine if the dinner is originally set for 6:00PM-----and then suddenly the time is switched to 8:00AM---to allow more time for savoring the meal....
But then check this out: Imagine if the host, at the last minute, says that the steak and potatoes will "not be served" at the Steak Dinner, because there could be a health problem associated with serving red meat and potatoes, but that the "Steak Dinner" will still go on, albeit without the Steak or Potatoes, at 8:00AM instead of 6:00PM.
Guess what---- a steaming, heaping plate of pungent broccoli, served at 8:00AM instead of 6:00 PM is not a "Steak Dinner"--it's a "broccoli breakfast!"
I don't do broccoli breakfasts.....Maybe I'll crash the party and bring steak for everyone, or maybe I'll show up at four hours later and just have dessert. :)
you never know what I might do.