Pork chops and sauerkraut.

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It turned out pretty good.  Fried, then put in the oven to finish.  Adding the sauerkraut when they were nearly done.  Overdone just a tad, but prefer pork to be very done.  It's... a spooky meat, to be absolutely honest.  I won't eat it very often, but... once in a while?  Depending how this works out.

I stopped eating pork when I started on carnivore.  At first, it was bacon I could no longer tolerate.  Then any pork.  Just too rich, or... something.  Bacon?  They put everything in there.  Things they shouldn't.  But, pork, as a general rule, is rich.  Too rich.  Rich in a way lamb isn't, as rich as lamb is.  I had to stop.

If this work, I'll begin adding pork in, from time to time.  Not a lot, it's still pretty rich in a rather unique way.  I don't trust heritage breeds, or organically raised, or any of the other bs they try to sell.  Pork is pork.  My guess is heritage breeds are even richer than moderns.  As for organic?  Are they suggesting regular pork isn't?  Inorganics are lethal.  Chemistry, know your terminology.  All I'm saying.

Sauerkraut was to backstop the richness.  To be honest, I'm not absolutely certain it was needed.  But it was a good add.  Fermented 'kraut, not manufactured.  That... does help too.  Some things can't be faked well.  Some things shouldn't be.

Warmed up today.  I did.  The world didn't, not really.  It did get to 37 out there, at least.  May have warmed more through the day?  I just didn't check.  But I feel warmer.  Not sure why.  I'll take it.  I remade the bed this morning, hoping that will help.  I made the bed yesterday, though, too.  So... will find out.

And the bed was trashed this morning.  The blanket that started on the bottom of the pile, next to my skin, ended up on top of all the others?  I don't remember tumbling much.  Even with the dream of being shot.  Something strange happened.  Hopefully tonight I can just relax and enjoy.

It's so good to feel warm.  When the body is frigid, it's... a little death.  The taste of it, to be sure.  I'd know.  I do know.  I remember.  That's the thing I remember the most, every time.  So being really cold, nearly hypothermic, always... causes some... worry.  I don't mind dying, or living now.  But... that transition is... not my favorite.  Like having to swim underwater, for a few hundred yards... in icy cold water... knowing... you aren't going to make it.  That's... sort of what death will be like, if you are awake during the process.  Which... I would recommend, if you can be.  Oh, and it might hurt a lot.  There is, at the very least, a... serious sting.  Both physical, and to the ego.  Something about dying just... well... it hurts.  And is cold, getting colder the closer you get to death.

Anyway... I best brush my teeth, maybe take a shower.  Dry a bit.  Then get on to bed in a bit.  Good night.  Stay warm, in... all that means.  Or... pass well.  Remember me to God, if you happen to see Him first.  Later.  Well, probably good night.  Better dreams?

At first I was about to roll my eyes.  But the girl has some serious moves on her.

Aye, pleasant dreams.