I am stealing that expression.

I watched my body building friend eat rice, chicken, and hot sauce. Every day for years. Joy was not part of the equation.

When I went away to college, my mom would mail me cooked ground beef.

Me SO and I Cook fairly often and maybe once every year or two we will go through a spurt where we primarily only eat one thing. We don't really discuss it, just naturally we get in a rutt where we both don't want to cook and gravitate to who ever comes up with the best boy/girl dinner and lock in on that. Instead of dinner it becomes whatever cute nick name we give it. Kind of like how people call chipotle slopbowls we had a spinich lunch meat salad we just called turkey bowl.

We ate only ham on bread with swiss for nearly a month, charcuterie for a few weeks, a lunch meat spinach salad with olive garden dressing for nearly a month. Then we get bored or it or we start feeling like we need actual nutrition.

Its weird because we normally enjoy cooking and making nice food that takes time and effort, then out of no where its like your brain breaks and you just want the least ingredients to be considered a meal.

Ah, memories.

i eat raw kibbi from time to time. beef and lamb with spices. some onion to scoop it up