2014 represents a radical break from Christmas traditions of yore; Pope Francis is embracing atheists, and my family is foregoing the common Chinese feast in lieu of amazingly fatty foods.
In the past 24 hours the wheels have come off of whatever wagon of moderation remained during the holiday season.
I've found myself
In the past 24 hours the wheels have come off of whatever wagon of moderation remained during the holiday season.
I've found myself
- Washing down Almond Roca with Basil/Hayden old fashions
- Enjoying size optimized jalapeno poppers (aka Armadillo Eggs) as an appetizer prior to an appetizer of hand-formed pork tamales
- Seeking "exercise" and solace from the above by whipping up chocolate chip cookie dough
- Running to the one supermarket in Seattle that's open on Xmas just to secure butter (for said cookies)
Totally baffled by why this is happening, yet not resisting it.
