This morning I went out into my garden where I have been experimenting with growing a number of grass-like plants.
First, I picked some oats.
Then a cob of corn.
Then I gathered some wheat and some rice.
A few heads of barley were left and some sorghum was just ready to be picked.
Sadly I had finished picking the millet last week so I collected some quinoa.
I ate all my recently growing, fresh grains in order, in a deconstructed manner.
Which makes me a serial cereal killer.
