beans
for thanksgiving, my mother brought home made baked beans. they were yummy. i don't get baked beans very often. cause they're either contaminated with corn syrup. or they've got a ton of added sugar. as if anything with added bacon needs any. sheehs. anywho. they were magic beans. cause she brought a single bowl. but i ate serving after serving from that bowl. and it never seemed to get any more empty. eventually, joe helped out. and that was the end of the beans. course now the bacteria in my gut are busy turning those beans into methane. and it's 2.5 hours from joe's to home. in a car. with the windows up. my mother has a twisted sense of humor.