Alpha-gal.

I know hate is such a strong word.

One of my most distant  memories that is food related is of eating a white castle and thinking that it was the greatest thing in the world. I could eat a million of them… except I couldn’t… even as an adult I could only eat a half a dozen or so, but I can still remember what a good white castle tastes like. And the smell of the bag!

I love a whooper. This may be the best burger for the price that I have ever eaten.

I would, right now, kick you right in your behind just to enjoy a nice 10 oz steak. Don’t doubt me on this. I’ll do it just to show you that I mean business.

I also am a big fan of breakfast, and one thing that makes breakfast awesome is bacon. And more bacon. And gravy with sausage. Oh my gosh. The perfect meal would be a steak with bacon piled on top with five white castles loaded with the dark mustard, hot off the grill sitting on the side!

But I gave all that up a long time ago and apparently dairy products are beginning to give me problems too so now I’m worried that ice cream and blizzards are going to be added to my list of thing that I can no longer have.

So, strong word or not…

I hate ticks.

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