What Shall I Cook?

The older Husband gets, the weirder he gets.

Now, he claims it is all in an effort to eat healthier.

The only problem with this is Husband depends on the Internet to guide him as to what is good or bad to eat.

For instance: there was a time when Husband was eating brown rice like it was going out of style. He bought a bunch of it.

Then, and unfortunately before he ate all of it, he read that "they" were putting arsenic in it, so he quit eating it. I posed the question as to how all those billions of people who basically live off rice were still alive. He didn't have an answer for that, but he has quit eating rice.

He won't eat seafood. Unless it's fish sticks, and those are his words, not mine.

He's quit eating cheese for the most part, when not very long ago he ate a lot of it because "it is good for you".

He doesn't drink as much milk as he used to.

Well, unless he has cornbread to go with it.

He almost stopped eating anything out of a can because they are now lining them with a white liner and somebody on the Internet said that was bad for you.

He won't eat red meat anymore because - you guessed it. Now, I know too much red meat is bad for you, and I applaud that he is cutting that - and pork - out of his diet.

I guess. Leaves me very little to cook.

He used to wouldn't touch coconut oil with a ten foot pole because it was so bad for you. Now, he is PUTTING IT IN HIS OATMEAL.

Drank apple juice. Wouldn't drink apple juice. Is now drinking apple juice.

Ate eggs. Wouldn't eat anything but the whites. Now back to eating eggs.

Wouldn't eat any kind of bread but wheat. Stopped wheat. Wouldn't eat any kind of bread but sourdough. Back to wheat.

Are you getting the picture?

So, what do I do?

I've decided to get a calendar and just try to figure out the de jour and hope for the best.

You pray someone doesn't say on the Internet (where Husband can read it, anyway) that tofu suddenly beomes the only food fit for man.

It could be my undoing.