If Green Vegetables Smelled as Good as Bacon

Life expectancy would grow by leaps and bounds if green vegetables smelled as good as bacon. ~Doug Larson

I had my first experience Thursday night eating nothing but vegetables and some whole grain bread. It’s called healthy food – organic diet. The quote given above says exactly how I felt after eating it.

Echo, a senior member of the club – The China T/Ms Club, warmly and kindly invited Wenny who just came back Taiwan from her graduate study in the states, and me for dinner at Mirama (美麗華) in NeiHu. A small favor of mine lending some books to her got me a free meal? I happily accepted her invitation after all we could enjoy a pleasant chat while eating.

I was there on time, and parking was no sweat. How nice! There was a street performer playing the violin by the fountain in front of the plaza. Cool! Echo suggested that we try healthy food, pure organic diet. I’m a meat lover though I can’t live without vegetables, either. Yet thinking that I had had so many big fat meals over the past week, and Echo is an animal lover and a healthy food supporter, I was happy to have healthy food for a change. We headed for the eatery area.

The place was really nice. It looked like a nature-friendly green food shop from outside, no way to tell there was a restaurant area inside. How could people tell there was food service there? I guess by words of mouth.

So we walked into the shop - Chang Gang Biotechnology, Health Center, to the far inside restaurant area. It was quite unexpected to see such a spacious area hiding behind the shop. There were two counters dividing food into:

1. Vegetables and fruit with vegetable soup.
2. Wheat bread, beverages and raisins.

After trying two rounds, I found no more to choose. I realized why it was called healthy food. They were organic food, the choices are limited. We joked about the food that it was like eating grass. So, who could overeat grass?

Well, the most important thing was that we had a good chat. Wenny and I shared our experience of studying abroad. Our chat refreshed a lot of my pleasant and sweet memory of studying in Michigan. Echo was like an ATM – automatic telling machine, throwing questions one after another, and taking our words like a sponge. It didn’t surprise me at all that she would make the decision to study abroad while many others of our age are only thinking of retiring. Life to her is just a beginning.

Because of Echo’s determination of fulfilling her dream, I had a lovely evening and healthy food for the very first time. Thank you, Echo.

Trini