Food has an expiration date ...a recommended time by which it should be consumed. There was one food that was not to be consumed at all, and the expiration date began when it was.

(This isn't how it happened, but humor me.)

Eve: "Adam, can we talk?"

Adam: "I'm kind of busy."

Eve: "But, this is important ...I think I did something wrong."

Adam: "I think I did too ...and I think I want to switch the names of the cow and gazelle."

Eve: "You mean, you're still naming those animals?"

Adam: "Renaming ...not naming. Can't take it too lightly, it's sort of an important job."

Eve: "But what I want to say is important too."

Adam: "I'm kind of busy ...can we discuss it over lunch?"

Eve: "Well, I guess it can wait that long."

Adam: "Speaking of lunch, for some reason I think I should rename the BLT, and change it to a DBP ...a BLT sounds like something edible."

Eve: "What's a BLT?"

Adam: "A Beaver-like Taddyput.  At first I thought I wanted to change it to a Puddytat, but instead I decided on the DBP."

Eve: "I don't think I like the DBP ...sounds too much like a dumb blonde person."

Adam: "No, it's a Duck-billed Platypus ...but, if you really don't like it, we can discuss that at lunch too."

Eve: "Okay, we'll have lunch in an hour.  Gives me just enough time to bake a pie."

Adam: "Sweet potato pie?"

Eve: "No, I know that's your favorite, Sweetie, but I thought I'd try something new ...serpent's pie."

(Of course, after they were dressed properly, the following day there were two options ...Shepherd's pie and humble pie.)