by Christopher Kastensmidt
Albert sat at the bar and ordered a beer. Beside him, a bearded fellow yelled at the bartender.
"And bring me two more shots of bread while you're at it!"
The man sprayed crumbs with the shout, then turned toward Albert with the unfocused gaze of the inebriated. Albert, however, spotted no sign of alcohol near the man, just a half-eaten slice of French bread and crumbs everywhere.
Albert couldn't control his curiosity. "Two doses of bread?"
"You don't know?" asked the man. "Stop wasting your money on beer, my friend! Scientists have discovered a fungus that ferments carbohydrates in the intestine. With just a month of treatment, I turned my stomach into a walking brewery." He raised his piece of bread in the air. "A toast to Saccharomyces cerevisiae!