|Lesbians eat that shit up.|
I was immediately excited! Protein flours! No sugar! No yeast! No dairy! No chocolate! No anything! Woohoo! Ima eat cake and destroy my yeast overgrowth simultaneously!
It was dense. Solid. And tasted...interesting. Sort of like how you'd expect cake with no sugar, no dairy, no yeast, no refined flours, and carob instead of chocolate to taste. Only with a slight lingering stevia taste to top it off. After a hesitant first few bites and a few pulled faces, we both cut ourselves large slices. No quitting or crying in this house. It was cake, goshdarnit, and we were going to EAT IT AND LIKE IT!!!
Both slices disappeared in a few bites. We both pause for air and look at each other.
Me: It's sort of growing on me. I could eat another slice.
Lisa: Me too. I'm getting more.
Me: I want more too.
Lisa: Is it wrong that we don't even have to like something to wanna keep eating it?
Me: Gimme another slice. I'm gonna put some syrup on it. And almond butter.
Lisa: I thought we were going to do yoga tonight.
Me: (chewing) mmm. Right. Yoga. That.
Apparently, you can feed us anything and we'll eat copious amounts of it. Our shared ability to eat and enjoy anything remotely resembling food will come in handy if we ever end up on Survivor or The Amazing Race, right?