K Sera purposefully stirs the pot, Micah takes the bait, and Phillip chews the fat. In this episode we talk about soup, cold soup, hot dogs, and hardcore drugs. And also poop transplants.
Show Notes:
Mul Naengmyeon (Korean Cold Noodle Soup)
Chowing Down On Meat, Dairy Alters Gut Bacteria A Lot, And Quickly
K Sera’s afterthoughts:
- So, to be perfectly honest, this topic was chosen to instigate pointless debate.
- Also, I hate cereal.
- I should note: some cold cucumber soup recipes require a heating element before being chilled, then served.
- As I listen to our conversations, I catch myself living in these odd behavioral patterns that are apparently annual-ish. I was up for a family reunion this past weekend and as I was sitting around the dinner table with a hotdog in hand, I ask, “So, is a hotdog a sandwich?” purely to stir the pot. The day I return home, I end up having a conversation with the neighbor who kindly looked after my cats while I was gone and I brought up cucumber soup when she mentioned her cukes were growing well. The next day, I get back to work and Phil tells me the next episode from our backlog is up for preview. Lo, it is the soup one in which I mention cucumber soup and the hotdog/sandwich conundrum.
This isn’t the only episode where, a few days prior, I had a conversation about the topic of our next episode with someone else before I knew which episode it would be. It’s a bit unnerving how predictable I can be, and how I fall into patterns of thought without necessarily realizing.
- About my choice not to be an organ donor: Micah and those of you up on your high horses can keep grumbling. You guys might not be particularly attached to your flesh, but I am quite sentimental over my body. It is a part of me, and when it’s done, my preference is that it goes into the earth as whole as possible. In all honesty, the idea that someone else’s parts could be put inside of me and be made to function squicks me out a bit. Sure, if accepting a deceased person’s liver or whatnot was the difference between me living and dying, I’ll probably choose life, but … ideally I’ll never have to make that choice. I dream of the day when we will be able to grow spare organs (unattached and unused by a previous owner) for replacement purposes in the future.
Phillip’s afterthoughts
-I wonder how much of me is actually me. Sometimes I think about this far too much.
-A hotdog is not a sandwich. If anything it is a taco.
-Please be an organ donor if you can. I like to think that if my death could save a life, at least this evens out the K/D ratio.
-Finally, please eat healthy. I am terrible at this but after re-listening to this podcast I think that eating healthy is something that needs to be reiterated as often as possible.