Poche's eating habits (like his numerous heresies and blasphemies) are nothing if not nauseating.

Thus my last post, puerile as it admittedly is, expressed a second meaning - namely, my eternal hope that Poche himself will "begone" from this and all Catholic fora.

I am put in mind of the oh so apt words of St. Thomas More with respect to heresiarch Luther (Poche's forebear spiritually and gastronomically):

"But meanwhile, for as long as your reverend paternity will be determined to tell these shameless lies, others will be permitted, on behalf of his English majesty, to throw back into your paternity’s shitty mouth, truly the shit-pool of all shit, all the muck and shit which your damnable rottenness has vomited up, and to empty out all the sewers and privies onto your crown divested of the dignity of the priestly crown, against which no less than against the kingly crown you have determined to play the buffoon."

Today for dinner I had an egg po-boy sandwich.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Today for dinner I had black rice with stuffing.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

It has a nuttier flavor.