I think this is the stinkiest, smelliest, awfullest food in the world. I dont know how anyone could smell it cooking and then think, mmmmmmm...let me eat some more of that! However, the mr. loves it. And he's cooking it right now. It's been a few years since he cooked it in front of me. Usually he's kind enough to save this breakfast for when I've already left for work, so that I might return to a house filled with wheatina aroma. All I can say is, at least THIS time I'm not pregnant. He always seemed to cook the stuff when I was in my first trimester. I don't think I'll ever get over the trauma.
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