Some thoughts on food:

• I have decided to put either put Campari or Tabasco in everything I consume. This can pose a bit of a challenge in the morning with both coffee and oatmeal, but I endeavor on.

• I am so in love with Nigella, even more right now, if that were possibly possible. The new series has renewed my enduring passion. How can someone be so beautiful? Do I want to have sex with her? Do I want to be her? Or, perhaps, do I just want to stare in rapt, worshipful reverence and wonder. The latter I think.

• Contrary to what I said last week, I think I can have no more green wine. I have the ick.

• God I miss potatoes. 

• Massive hangover on Sunday required that I go to McDonald’s for grease relief even after desperately rummaging through a Vietnamese bakery looking for hum bao or those pork sandwich things. This was my first McSperience in 2010. Comments:

• Bleck!
• So not satisfying, even for salt.
• Guilt totally outweighed anything else, even the potato lust.
• Bleck!

The hangover was caused by having friends over and watching the Tilda Swinton movie called "I am Love" where she actually leaves her body and astrally projects while enjoying a meal.  I support this behavior. 

• Blueberries, butternut squash, any form of sautéed greens, or sweet potatoes make me feel good in a snotty self righteous way. 

• I do not miss red meat, even a little. I do not miss pork either. In fact I am only eating chicken in a desperate attempt to keep my mercury consumption to a minimum. 

• Pasta. I miss you more than anything. Except for cheese. Which do I miss more? Sophie’s choice. 

• I accidentally ate this pumpkin macaron abomination yesterday called a Whoopee Pie. I would do it again.

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