So here's the problem.
I love to cook but I only get time at weekends, when I fix fairly elaborate meals for family, friends and anyone who's hungry. Monday to Thursday, my wife Chris rustles up something quick and tasty for an evening meal.
For lunch, I go to the restaurant at the hospital where I work, and nibble while I scan a newspaper.
Often - and I mean one, two or three times in a week - my lunchtime food choice will coincide with the dish which Chris prepares that evening. Result: I have to eat the same meal twice each day.
Today, for example. I often pick out a sandwich (perhaps chicken or cheese or tuna). Only today I thought, nah, I want something different. I want salad. Oddly enough, I NEVER choose salad to eat. Nothing against it, but I'm hungry again by mid afternoon. But today I felt drawn towards those shiny scarlet tomatoes and curly emerald leaves. Even as I heaped the greenery on my plate I thought, chances are that I'll be eating this again this evening. Here's my chance to foil this wierd X files stuff. I could ditch this plate and grab some chicken! But my palate rebelled. It didn't want anything but salad.
Nice lunch, though I'd have gorged on chocolate by 3 pm if I could have found any in a filing drawer.
Finished work, got home, found my wife preparing a delicious repast of....lettuce...tomatoes...cucumber...
Explanation? Solution?
If its psi, that's fine, if it isn't - that's just fine by me too. As long as my diet gets some variety.
Good to be back here, by the way!!

~ David