for Joe--he is addicted to.....of all things.......
Yeah, I know, it's ugly. It's not easy to talk about either, let me tell you. Try explaining that to your family and friends--it's embarrassing.
It all started with a vegan recipe book. He took to the veggies and the tofu alright, but he was completely smitten with the suggested rice. Raised on white rice, Joe stretched his culinary palate and dabbled in brown rice at one point--but nothing compared to the glory of jasmine rice. Once he tried it, he was hooked.
You gotta see him--all hunched over his plate, humming to himself as he shovels it in. And after dinner is over, he spoons it out of the pot with the wooden spoon, "Survivor" style, and goes on and on about how much he loves the stuff. It's embarrassing and I don't even want Colin to see his dad like this when he comes home from college.
I dunno, it's good and all, but Joe is addicted. Seriously addicted. And being that he does the cooking around here, our meals all suddenly include jasmine rice. Sigh.
The worse part? He starts asking family and friends if they have tried it too--like its normal conversation. It's an obsession of the weird kind. Seriously, Em and I have images of this man hanging outside of grocery stores begging for jasmine rice. It's not a pretty thought.
"Hi, I'm Joe, and I'm addicted to jasmine rice..."
It's just weird.