What I eat, apparently

At some point in the not too distant past, this little bugger sauntered into my life:

A mystery of a vegetable, indeed. I let it sit a few days, just to see if a yellow Pacman squash would wander in and try to eat it. When that didn’t happen, I figured that it was inevitably up to me to eat it. I’ve never seen, much less cooked with one of these things before (’white squash’ is it’s appropriate name, apparently), so I did the most reasonable thing I could think of: make red curry.

It’s appropriate, I figure. Not only do I get to gain the points from eating this ghost squash, but I also get the points from all of the little pellets (of rice) the curry gets eaten with as well. I also dumped in carrot, green pepper, gluten, and the appropriate seasonings.

For some strange reason, whenever I took a bite of the gluten, the green pepper and carrot would also turn white, and start edging away from me on the plate. I was swift, though, and gobbled them up fast. Rumor has it that they’ll be faster in the next curry dish, though.

Yeah, so I had the worst diarrhea ever recently. I blame this stuff, personally.

Mango and rice, seems harmless, eh? My bowels would disagree.

Luckily, it was rather an average creation, so it wasn’t too painful to trash the rest of it. My mistake was merging a bunch of different recipes together into the form that seems most convenient to my lazy self. I mean, it was good and all, in that bland chewy way. Hell, I’ve never eaten this before, maybe that’s how it’s supposed to taste. Mind you, I liked it much better before my anus started spurting everywhere in tragic proportions. Abdominal cramping for hours, it’s just no good.

No, I’m not bitter at all!

Anyhow, if I ever find mango with sweet rice being served for dessert in a restaurant, I must try it, as I’m quite sure that a person more competent than I would make it taste delightful.