I once dated a girl that field stripped her baked potato. Seriously! We were enjoying a nice dinner with cordial conversation as she carefully removed the skin and ate it. The balance of the potato, the part that most of us mow down first, was removed from the plate as waste. Of course I had to ask. She told me that all the vitamins and minerals are in the skin; the rest is nothing more than starch and useless.
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She worked as a car-hop at a burger and shake drive-in. I can't recall her posture on plastic worms.
Did she also clip the rose off of its stem, discard the rose and keep the thorny stem? Was her name Mortica?
