Sick

Pauvre Austin, il tombe malade, For the better part of the day, he's been in bed with horrible stomach cramps. He finally got up and was hungry. I suggested several things.
Me: We have tomato soup.
Austin: I don't want anything that vaguely reminds me of your spaghetti sauce.
Me: Yeah, spaghetti sauce would be too complex for your stomach to digest.
Austin: Nothing like that. Your spaghetti sauce is awesome, but it only tastes great going one way.