by Roy Hodge
I started having a major problem a few weeks ago the minute I started thinking about what my favorite food might be. I knew immediately that I wasn’t going to come up with an instant, definite, no-doubt-about-it answer on the spot.
I get myself into these fantasy situations often, but I knew that a lot of thought was going to have to go into this decision. Probably weeks, if not months of intense study and research would be necessary.
And, there couldn’t possibly be just one category to work on. In fact, as I thought more about it, I was sure that I would never be able to narrow my choice of favorite foods down to one.
After all, there is breakfast, lunch and dinner for starters. There are snacks — mid-morning, mid-afternoon, before supper, before bed time, and don’t forget the middle of the night snack and the “I-can’t-sleep” snack.
There are snacks to break up a long trip, snacks just because it seems like the perfect time to have a candy bar, snacks because it’s summer and your favorite ice cream store is open, snacks because you found one in a lunch bag in your locker at school, and snacks because the person you’re watching on television is having one.
And, of course, there’s pizza. Pizza is a category all by itself — and an important one. There’s plain cheese and sauce pizza; pizza with one, two, three or more toppings; veggie pizza; sausage and pepperoni pizza; breakfast pizza with bacon and eggs; and pizza with, or every- thing but, the kitchen sink. You can always throw on a few more onions, peppers and mushrooms; even olives.
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