that reminds me of a story as I was 19.I met a girl with long straight hair.I told her I was a paragnost.She was intrested immediately.I told her I could tell her what she had eaten the last 7 days.Belgian fries (pommes-frites), hutsepot (a thick soup with lots of vegetables and a ox tail), onion soup, lamb meat with lots of garlick in it, Brussels-chicory and some things I forgot.I was right.Then she asked how I could tell that.'I smell it on your hair'. Bad luck for me her boy friend was very close.She told him.Good luck for me I had sharp legs those days (wintertraining as a competition rower). .

Bon apetit.

Sg

tasteless old street cat