Turns out, The Man and Princess had just arrived home so they pulled me out one and had it ready by the time I got there. They'd left at 330 this morning to go deer scouting in the woods some 45 minutes from our house. Fun times, glad they let me and Duchess sleep in. Snore.
Anyway, so while curled up on the couch listening to their adventures in scouting and learning to spit sunflower seeds, I ate my lunch.
It was the worst tasting crap I've ever eaten in my life.
After three bites, I mentioned to The Man that it was terrible and after eating the chicken out of it, I was gonna have a quick salad. Cause I live on salads. I wish that were a joke. No. It's not.
The Man grinned (yawning the whole time, cause he was sleep lacking) and pointed out that it wasn't chicken.
Excuse me? Not chicken? Than what the Fark is it?
The box says and I quote "Organic tofu rice bowl"
It shouldn't surprise you that I gagged and spit the entire contents of my mouth back into the bowl right in front of them both. Then made my way to a salad.
I turned around and The Man is chewing thoughtfully. OMG
What are you eating?
"I wanted to see if it's as bad as you said it was"
I sent him straight to bed, but I'm pretty sure he brushed his teeth first.