I managed to hang out with my sister a couple of weeks ago. I like my sister. She understands my stupid humour and has much of the same…but it is more polite and less crass. We are same-same-but-different. Um, don’t think like that. Gross. The point is, I like her and her eating efforts. Although, on this certain trip, she disappointed me in her inability to finish her main. You see, she rarely is defeated by food. When she was in high school she could eat a whole family pizza on her own after school and come home and have 2 servings of dinner and still ...











