I think it's well known to my friends that I am not an adventurous eater. I do enjoy trying some ethnic cuisines, but the extent of my adventurousness ends at Chicken Coconut Kurma and Lamb Saag. If I even hear the dreaded t-word (that's tofu for the uninitiated), I won't go anywhere near it. And for the most part I'm not a vegetable eater. My daily vegetable intake is usually limited to a glass of low-sodium V8. It's not that I think veggies are horrid, but if given the option of bread and cheese, or a vegetable, guess which I'm going to choose?
Hi, my name's Tracie and I'm a Mormon. That being said, I've provided enough context for the conversation I had with the receptionist at work today: Christy: (Showing me a photo) What picture is this movie from? Me: Mmmm, Serendipity maybe? Christy: No...you should know this. Me: I should? Christy: (Finally) It's from the movie "Charlie"! Me: How would I know that? I don't watch Mormon movies. They're dumb. Now that I've let the cat out of the bag, I guess I should also confess that I also don't listen to Mormon pop music (other than the original recording of The Forgotten Carols), or read Mormon fiction. So sue me. Let's face it, it's not like most of them are of real quality anyway. When it comes to Mormon music, I'll stick with my MoTab and the hymns of Zion.
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