Allow me to explain. There is no breakfast here, I know. The point is, I am a vegetarian. More appropriately, a pescatarian. I eat fish, but never meat or poultry. I do not eat frozen foods. I see my grandfather twice a week and take him food shopping; sometimes one day, sometimes both. His life revolves around food. On Wednesdays, he gets the sales flyers in his mailbox. I take him around to all the grocery stores that are having sales on the foods he eats. He subsists mostly on frozen foods, even though my memories of him consist of his cooking spaghetti gravy every weekend when my grandmother was still alive.
He now eats Healthy Choice dinners, sometimes frozen pepperoni pizza, frozen fish, and makes pies with store-bought crusts, jello and cranberries, and whipped non-dairy topping.
He is 92 years old and I have no doubt that he could outlive me. I have told my wife that if I live to be 90, I will eat meat and frozen foods and non-dairy whipped toppings. Oh, and pepperoni till the day I die.
And for breakfast? He eats Cheerios!