Monday Me
I believe the saying goes, "You are what you eat." I am cool, raw, and mostly orange. (Except for the hot green part.) Which reminds me of a story. Once upon a time, I was a professional woman flying across the country to attend a veterinary conference. I was seated in the back row of the plane and across the aisle sat a young girl traveling alone. I must make a good impression, I thought. Give her a role model that she might want to emulate as she chooses a life-course. The plane took off. I grabbed the clam-shell of sushi I had bought before boarding and began to eat my lunch. The wasabi began to irritate my throat. My soft palate burned and try as I might, I could not stop the cough...which splattered rice ALL OVER the seatback in front of me. I drank water. Laid off the wasabi AND ginger, just in case, and hoped she hadn't noticed. After eating, and only coughing a couple more times, I busied myself ...