Nothing. From what I can tell, the two are seemingly unrelated.
Unrelated except that since I was diagnosed the idea of consuming pre-cooked, re-heated, over-processed, preservative-ridden street meat simply repulses me.
I don't know what happened! It's not like I overhauled my eating habits and eat nothing but organic, preservative-free foods. I still love to drink, eat junk food, indulge in chocolate and even enjoy fast food on rare occasions.
I am more educated since my diagnosis about the role food can play in preventing a cancer (street meat isn't one of those foods). And I do feel obligated to repay my body for its heroic fight against cancer with nourishing and invigorating foods.
But then, why are big bowls of cereal and a bag of Twizzlers ok? Why don't I have the same repulsion to high sugar, high fat foods that may do as much harm as the food from Toronto's street vendors?
I have no idea. But hey - if my body's repulsed by at least one of those junky foods that do your body nothing but harm, I'm not going to question it. It's a start, right?