Mystery Viand.

This just in - I cooked something for lunch. It’s edible, at least. But there are two problems.

First— I don’t know what it’s called. It’s like I looked at the ref and pulled out the veggies and pork that I could find in there and then started cooking it, and just thought of what to add impromptu. At one point, I couldn’t remember what I put in or what it tastes like.

Second - my tummy’s feels like there’s a war going on in there. I don’t know if this has something to do with my mystery viand, it’s just that it effin hurts. Haha. God, if Bob’s tummy acts up too, it only means two words: Food Poisoning.

I asked Bob how it tastes, and he said it’s sumptuous, well for the sake of my ego - I believe him. But to be ultimately realistic, I wouldn’t take his comment. He always does this to save his life. Haha!