Food

Food Is Proof That God Loves Us And Wants Us To Be Happy

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I just published this piece on my Substack, Bev Has All The Answers. But since I’m reaching approximately 14 people there, including my boyfriend who has no choice in the matter, I’m reprinting it here.

I’m trying to keep the two platforms separate so that maybe, eventually, one day, people will actually want to pay to read stuff that will only be available on Substack. LOL. My Substack pieces will also be much longer, which is either a good thing or a bad thing, depending on how you feel about me.(Please love me.)

My neighbor has a pink, 1970’s-era limousine parked in his backyard, and of course, I want it.

I don’t know why I’m so interested in automobiles, considering I can’t tell most of them apart and I most certainly do not know how they work.

For example, there was an incident yesterday when I noticed I was low on antifreeze (I checked the manual to confirm this — the manual which helpfully declaims WARNING: AUTOMOTIVE FLUIDS ARE NOT INTERCHANGEABLE for those of us inclined to pour oil into the windshield wiper fluid).

I ventured abroad to purchase a jug o’ coolant and then forced my boyfriend to, again, confirm that I (he) was about to pour the appropriate automotive fluid into the appropriate automotive…