Wednesday, June 13, 2007

south beached whale

Paul Day has fallen off the wagon, and into a bag of chips. He e-mailed that he had a box of animal crackers and a hot chocolate today (It's like 80 degrees. Hot chocholate?)

I am reassured that indulgences and some carbs are allowed.

Shilpa had a rough mother weekend in Freakmont and we went to brunch together at our newly-reopened favorite comfort food venue, Harvey's. Shilpa went completely off plan.

I was tempted and led astray. The eggs and chicken apple sausage were on plan. The side dish,

Evil French Toast

was not.

I resisted and only ate half of the plate. And every. bite. was. worth. it.

Ahhhh.

And all things considered, I could have done worse.

Evil Menu Item at Harvey

Deep fried sticks of macaroni and cheese? Lordy.....

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