Here is a little-known fact about myself: I don't always eat breakfast, and it's not only because I don't have time to make it. Quite the opposite, actually – I purposefully wake up earlier than need be so that I can enjoy my breakfast and coffee with the comics in the paper. No, the reason is that I have a rather weak stomach, and once in a while I wake up feeling rather queasy. The easiest way to go about breakfast on a squeamish stomach is to skip it altogether, coffee included (the horror!). Unfortunately, these bouts of morning sickness (no, I am not pregnant) can sometimes last a few days, so after about two days sans breakfast, I resort to a small, light meal of – you guessed it – fruit.
Although they are my favorites out of all the fruit groups, citrus fruits are not the best option for mornings such as these. I could eat a grapefruit every day if only I had enough of them in my fridge, but the acidity will surely make things worse. And so I must resort to apples and bananas, the most mundane of all fruits, unless combined with chocolate, ice cream, sprinkles, whipped cream, or all of the above. Granted, I will not say no to a bowl of fruit in the morning, but only if it comes with something else on the side. A girl of my size (that is, petite) needs a little bit more in her stomach to last her until lunch, like something involving the letter C – carbs and calories. How about crackers and cheese? Cap'n Crunch Cereal? Maybe cookies, if no one is looking.