Sunday afternoon I went to my friends' house because they were making Korean beef lunch. My roommates and I stopped off at Krispy Kreme and picked up two dozen doughnuts and took them over for the brunch.
Halfway through one of my friends suggests I stuff a doughnut with beef and wrap it with lettuce. I tell him that's the stupidest idea I've ever heard.
However delicious the beef doughnut lettuce wrap was, I cannot recommed anyone else try it because of the torurous intestinal distress I underwent just minutes after eating it.
Kip, my roommate, likened my lower gi tract to a mad scientist who, until Sunday afternoon, never had the right combinations of food to create the deadly nerve toxin to complete its diabolical, biological, weapon. Until that day the little mad scientist just lay in wait until I was actually stupid enough to eat a meat doughnut wrap.
Halfway through one of my friends suggests I stuff a doughnut with beef and wrap it with lettuce. I tell him that's the stupidest idea I've ever heard.
However delicious the beef doughnut lettuce wrap was, I cannot recommed anyone else try it because of the torurous intestinal distress I underwent just minutes after eating it.
Kip, my roommate, likened my lower gi tract to a mad scientist who, until Sunday afternoon, never had the right combinations of food to create the deadly nerve toxin to complete its diabolical, biological, weapon. Until that day the little mad scientist just lay in wait until I was actually stupid enough to eat a meat doughnut wrap.