On Many Subjects

Sitting in the chilly air on the patio after dinner last night drinking rum to keep warm...

DinnerGuest: That was a great meal! Thanks. Really good food. You're a good cook.
Me: Thanks. I ate too much, though.
DG: Yep. Me too. But I don't have to worry. Everything I eat goes straight to muscle.
Me: Muscle?
DG: Yep. Straight to muscle.
Me: Wow! That's fantastic.
DG: My whole family's that way. My mother's that way. Everything she eats turns to muscle. There has never been a fat person in my family and we're a family of big eaters.
Me: I don't think anyone in my family is like that.
DG: Yep. It's a family trait, I guess. Except for Aunt Peggy. But she married in and then you know what happens when she eats?
Me: I can't wait to find out.
DG: She gets fat. I mean really fat. She comes from a fat family. She's kinda like your family. Everyone is really fat in her family.
Me: Imagine that!
DG: My whole family's skinny except for Aunt Peggy, but she married in. Check this out. See? No fat under that belt! I can over-eat at every meal and it always turns to muscle.
Me: That's a handy trait to have, especially at this time of year when there is so much good cooking going on.
DG: Yep and I eat and eat and you know what it turns into?
Me: Muscle?
DG: Yep. Turns right into muscle.