I mentioned that I ate pork yesterday, and then today I ate pork twice.
For breakfast, I had a grilled pork chop with a buttered flour tortilla as a side. It was nice; I ate it while I worked. Some coffee was the drink I chose.
For dinner, I got chili verde at my corner Mexican joint. If you have not had good chili verde, then you are not me.
I am not sure what sort of pork I might eat tomorrow. If this keeps up, I can imagine a roasted tenderloin or perhaps some bacon in a crunchy BLT.
Please picture me as a slavering hound-man with unctuous, never-still cheeks