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Judy Leigh was addicted with a food fixation. Gorging on fruit, veggies, and any crustacean. She wanted to stop and yelled, "Damnation! My overeating is causing me such frustration!" While grudgingly doing her morning chores, Judy acquired the bad habit of craving s'mores. First, she'd have to finish sweeping the floors and making the beds before going outdoors. Sweets for breakfast was her kind of meal. I suppose for a foodie, it held great appeal. In the neighbor's orchard Judy let out a squeal, "I'll pick enough to make a pie! Apples to peel!" While the pie was baking, Judy felt mellow. Time for a snack, a ripened banana-yellow, sliced, she placed it on top of a bowl of Jell-O. Temporarily sated, she practiced on the cello. Her tummy rumbled. "Must be time for lunch!" Judy grabbed some grapes, a purple bunch and some roasted cashews for a little crunch, then washed it down with a glass of fruit punch. Laundry done; she was off to the grocery store. Judy never found the food market to be a bore. Being surrounded by food, thrills her to the core. She loaded up her carts. OMG, there were four! They were filled with candies and spearmint gum, lobster, prickly pear, carrots, cantaloupe and plum. Lots of raisins for a pudding, that she'd soak in rum. Too many delicious temptations, Judy had succumb. She got chocolate fudge, and pistachio ice cream. Several bags of cookies. She was livin' her dream. Veal from the butcher and fresh salt water bream. Poor Judy's addiction has gone far beyond extreme! She bought oodles of lemons and lime, quite juicy and chatted on aisle three with her friend, Lucy. Judy Leigh was joyfully euphoric, because you see... when it comes to food, she always gets goosey! By midafternoon, she had to have a slice of pie, then peeled potatoes for dinner that she would fry. Crispy garlic bread, she'd share them with her guy. Time to wash her hair and then a quick blow-dry. She munched while grilling steak and tossed salad, although the romaine lettuce looked a little pallid. Her hubby loved her cooking... the point was valid. He'd written a love song for her, a romantic ballad. With dinner eaten, her man said he was stuffed But Judy gave him a look and then she huffed, "There's apple pie, ice cream and pastries puffed. Fresh sheets, and the pillows have been fluffed." They went off to bed, but later, Judy came back to raid the fridge and devour a midnight snack. Returning to bed, she gave her love a big smack then thought for breakfast, she'd have a flapjack! June 11, 2022 A merger with food contest: by Natasha L Scragg
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