Everything was going along just fine. There I was, doing the last dishes of the night and getting ready to watch Breaking Bad, when my Provari decided to leap from my shirt pocket into the dirty sink water. HORROR
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Like Sigourney Weaver in alien, the nightmare of my situation began to dawn on me.....I want another Provari; but increasing the count, not fighting to stay even.
Somewhere, in the recesses of my mind, a chat about this same subject is coming to light, rice, rice, RICE, RICE??? ECF members eat rice?
I dump the Provari into the rice last night. A mere 12 hours later, this little San Francisco treat is hitting like a champ, way better than hitting a home run in softball. And now I don't have to make lunch either.

Like Sigourney Weaver in alien, the nightmare of my situation began to dawn on me.....I want another Provari; but increasing the count, not fighting to stay even.
Somewhere, in the recesses of my mind, a chat about this same subject is coming to light, rice, rice, RICE, RICE??? ECF members eat rice?
I dump the Provari into the rice last night. A mere 12 hours later, this little San Francisco treat is hitting like a champ, way better than hitting a home run in softball. And now I don't have to make lunch either.
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