I've been training for several weeks, and holy mother of god have I been hungry. And not just hungry, craving meat! Just yesterday, I was walking through the store and saw this big slab of pork wrapped in provolone (which would normally gross me out) and I seriously stopped and considered whether it was meant to be eaten raw or cooked!
In college, I was a strict vegetarian (no fish, no meat, but yes to dairy) and I was even vegan for about a year. Then I made up my mind to eat some seaf...
I realize that I am too young to talk about the good old days. Nonetheless, I am continually shocked and amazed at what I percieve to be a growing trend (even since I was young) for party hosts to blatantly treat guests as financers. Whether it be a "baby shower" or a birthday or a wedding (or even Christmas in some cases) - it seems as if it's now acceptable to TELL guests what to buy, or to please deposit the cash directly into my mortgage downpayment/honeymoon/wedding/vacation/adoption fun...
"Aha! Little Red Riding Hood" says Big Bad Wolf, upon finding the girl in the woods. "Now I'm going to take off your little red cape, lift up your little red skirt, pull down your little red panties, and fuck your brains out!"
"Oh no you're not, Mr. Wolf," Red Riding Hood retorts, pulling a pistol out of her basket and drawing a bead on the wolf. "You're going to eat me just like the book says!"