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Pic of the day: Norwegian vanilla yogurt. (As opposed to Georgians.) This box is half a liter. Fast forwardYou know what I eat most? Yogurt. I easily eat a couple liters in a day (that would amount to half a gallon, I believe, for the metrically impaired). Mostly fruit yogurt, but sometimes vanilla or even, in extreme cases, natural. That's for the occasions when I am fed up with sugar. I am not motivated by the stories I read as a child about the yogurt-eaters of Georgia, who supposedly used to live till 120 and more. (That's the then Soviet republic of Georgia, where people were arrested for being political dissidents; not the American state of Georgia, where people were arrested for being homosexual. It's easy to confuse the two.) Unsurprisingly it has later been revealed that the Georgians did not live particularly long. They adopted the identity of fathers, uncles or grandfathers who had already finished their military service, so as to avoid being drafted. They did this so convincingly that anthropologists published the story about the amazing old men. You know, if there had been the slightest truth in it, the women would have been even older. Yogurt or no yogurt. The reason why I eat yogurt, however, is that it tastes good. And I am lazy. Yogurt needs no preparation except fetching a spoon. And to make anything more tasty, I need at least 20 minutes. So the winner is: Yogurt! |
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