The rules of Mystery Can imply that you do have to eat something other than what's in the can. This was one of those days. If forced to eat half the contents of a can, it would have been enough. Yesterday's rice incident made my body angry again. I mentioned here that Chad had a couple of bites of the rice and he too had a little turmoil to deal with. I can't wait to read the ingredients on that label. I bet one of the first things in the list is e-coli.
So, not exactly being in a binging kind of way, I threw a few fries in the oven. There. It's official. The main course has been planned and prepared prior to opening the can.
I chose this particular can because, this being day seven, it was the only one left. That said, it was the biggest one. It was very heavy. Even considering how much larger it was than the other cans. The contents were very watery. The liquid sloshed around inside the can freely. I couldn't get a sense of any other motion, other than the liquid. But the can was much heavier than a can of water would have been.
Also, it had writing on the top. I hoped that meant it was special. In a good way.
The opening ceremonies commence...
And the (hopefully) tasty winner is...
Peach halves. Mmmmmmmm.
For being such a good sport and taking all these pictures for me over the last week, I decided to split half my bounty with the camera man. On one condition...
You gotta eat them my way.
Extra crunchy!
What a tasty treat. Also, a fine way to wrap up a somewhat hum-drum week of Mystery Can.
No offense meant to a nickawhite, now... Since this was a surprise, there were no terms agreed upon before hand, and I am, admittedly, a total food puss.
Now that it is all said and done, a week gone by, I can honestly say it will be a little while before I get back into another round of Mystery Can. Obviously, it will be harder next time, which I will insist upon, but having a meal dictated, not necessarily the contents, just the fact that I have to have one, and have to do this process every day, is annoying.
While finishing our tasty dinner, Chad and I settled in and watched the Last King of Scotland with a fire. I got a little bored in the beginning and started playing with my camera.
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