Mikey likes it

So I tried it this morning, and I must admit, after getting over the initial shock of its resemblance to sylvan ground cover, it tasted delicious. I grabbed the box in disbelief that it was actually good for me. I then discovered the secret ingredient—sugar, 9 grams a serving or 18 grams a bowl. Counting the total carbohydrates, but subtracting the fiber, and then adding fresh, delicious milk to this bowl, this breakfast comes out to a total of 5 servings of starch. A little heavy for breakfast, but I needs my flax.


Now the moral of the story is, not only does a spoonful of sugar help the medicine go down, but counting carbs is like any moral discipline—eating something that looks disgusting can actually make you look like a good person while rotting your teeth (but of course I brushed).

By the way, thank you, Phil for writing a deliciously hilarious post on the psychotropically disorienting (or clarifying?) effects of self-discovery.

Grace and Peace.