Yesterday I had pizza at my grandad’s.
Every time he has dinner, he always brings fruit to the table, to be eaten afterwards.
This is not something I’m used to. It actually makes me feel too full. But you know the saying… An apple a day leaves the doctor away…
He eats two, one for lunch and the other for dinner.
And he’s 93… so…. well…
Moreover, I can’t help but notice, I’m normally constipated the day after pizza night. Today I’m not.
Mh. Perhaps he’s right….
