Lately it seems that Libby has taken on a new food fetish.  I’ve always added salsa to my mac n cheese to give it some kick.  But she’s taken it to a new level.  Baby limas, black-eyed peas and scrambled eggs are not left to themselves without the inclusion of salsa.  She has put on a pot of pinto beans this evening.  Where will it all end?

She loves this particular brand as it has no sugar added.  It is more of a natural style of salsa.  It’s usually only found in the true Mexican section in our local supermarket, not down the isle with Pace’s, Old El Paso and the other assortment of Mexican style foods.  It was me that got her onto this brand, because I wanted to try something that appeared to be more authentic.

Libby is a beautiful woman with dangerous curves.  I wouldn’t have her any other way.  Not skin stretched over bones for me.  She wants to lose weight, but I told her she doesn’t have to, but she insists she needs to for reasons other than vanity.  It’s her health, therefore I support her wish to do so.

If this salsa is a sign of her desire, so be it.  This is not to say she hasn’t watched the calories and eating healthy foods.  She does.  It’s not the “salsa” diet.  It’s a part of what she’s doing, but it appears to play an important role in her diet to give her flavor she can enjoy.

Either way, I love her and support her in her latest endeavor, even though I find the salsa to be her “gone wild” food.  It’s cool with me.