OK, I’ve been eating way the hell too much dessert the last week or two. I admit it. But let me just say, we went to Papa Haydn after a meat-and-potatoes (and onion-ring) dinner at Ringside on Thursday, and it. was. so. good. I know, it’s sad I’ve never been there before. Well, there it is. The only problem? About halfway through dessert, I realized that I was stuffed, and I wasn’t quite sure I meant it figuratively: it felt like my stomach was full and the food was starting to creep well up the ol’ esophagus. Ah well. The sacrifices we make.
At least I had decaf coffee.
Actually, staying away from caffeine hasn’t been that hard. The worst challenge was Sunday night, at a Chinese restaurant. I love inhaling little cup after little cup of hot tea at Chinese restaurants! My mom was cruel, too, making a big deal about how good the tea was! Fie on her!