I think ate it every single day. I was so close to it that in myminds eye, I could see the farmer picking it and bagging it. Heck, he could have even sold it to me.
My mom raised me on that stuff. I grew older and my taste buds grew bolder. Lobster, steak, and shrimp.
I went to see my mother, stil eating rice. And no matter how much I profetize on the finer things, the truh is im still rice.