The Unforgettable "It"

Two days ago we had breakfast over the Pacific Ocean and landed in Auckland, Zew Zealand. In the afternoon, hungry, and more tolerant than usual, we settled for a foodcourt meal that I will never forget. Honestly, I blame my parents strict dinner rules that have sedated my ability to distinguish between good & spoiled food. (If we said we didn't like anything served we would have to eat that serving plus another). So I ate a salad roll that I have only recently allowed Jenny to discontinue the use of indirect pronouns when referencing "It".

yup, pretty sick for a solid 30 hours, but all is well now.