EDITS:

1. You won't "die" if you don't eat but you'll be very hungry.

2. No need to worry about vitamins etc

3. You can vary stuff like the toppings on a meal (eg adding onions to a burger) but not make substitutions for core elements (eg no substituting a turkey burger in for what's normally a hamburger)

4. Re: Greek food, while I'm a fan of Greek, the meal has to be something typically available at an American diner.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5137717&forum_id=2#44732571)

The answer is a bowl of beans, or something similar.

Go-sit. Eat beans three meals in a row. Unsalted and without meat. You will revile food. you will hate it. That is purification. That is purgatory.

I say this as someone who eats beans many many times a week. Endure the pain and refine yourself while on Earth. Separate yourself from every pleasure.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5137717&forum_id=2#44732583)

My answer if you told me nutrition mattered would be a huge "garbage" sald (tons of vegetables) with salmon, which is an extremely nutrient-rich meal.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5137717&forum_id=2#44732608)

One line

Who gives a fuck about the other shit you mention about purgatory and vitamins rofl

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5137717&forum_id=2#44733630)

your body would never get tired of this

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5137717&forum_id=2#44732641)

I could pick any number of meals. Reuben and fries, fish and chips, tacos. Sounds awesome. I ate the same breakfast for years.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5137717&forum_id=2#44732785)

There's a fan at one end of the dining room. It's got fly catchers taped to the blade guard. The counter is clean and tidy, but there are wear spots all along it from countless roadside visitors that have come before. The air is heavy with grease. The dessert display features cracked glass and hasn't been used in years. You can see where there used to be a pay phone, but it's been ripped out for quite some time. The flies buzz and the fly paper crinkles in the wind of the fan. You doze off to the steady hum of the air conditioner.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5137717&forum_id=2#44733507)

completely cut loose from

purpose,

he was a young man

riding a bus

through North Carolina

on the way to somewhere

and it began to snow

and the bus stopped

at a little cafe

in the hills

and the passengers

entered.

he sat at the counter

with the others,

he ordered and the

food arived.

the meal was

particularly

good

and the

coffee.

the waitress was

unlike the women

he had

known.

she was unaffected,

there was a natural

humor which came

from her.

the fry cook said

crazy things.

the dishwasher.

in back,

laughed, a good

clean

pleasant

laugh.

the young man watched

the snow through the

windows.

he wanted to stay

in that cafe

forever.

the curious feeling

swam through him

that everything

was

beautiful

there,

that it would always

stay beautiful

there.

then the bus driver

told the passengers

that it was time

to board.

the young man

thought, I'll just sit

here, I'll just stay

here.

but then

he rose and followed

the others into the

bus.

he found his seat

and looked at the cafe

through the bus

window.

then the bus moved

off, down a curve,

downward, out of

the hills.

the young man

looked straight

foreward.

he heard the other

passengers

speaking

of other things,

or they were

reading

or

attempting to

sleep.

they had not

noticed

the

magic.

the young man

put his head to

one side,

closed his

eyes,

pretended to

sleep.

there was nothing

else to do-

just to listen to the

sound of the

engine,

the sound of the

tires

in the

snow.

(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5137717&forum_id=2#44755982)