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I’ve been consuming a LOT of comfort food lately. Maybe it’s the cold. Maybe it’s the stress of working and blogging and dealing with Chicago winter. Either way, I’ve definitely been eating a lot of my favorites. So much that I am probably going to start one of them there fancy diets pretty soon here…I even signed up for a personal trainer at the gym. If that doesn’t make me show up, I don’t know what will.
My theory on the gym? If I go, and genuinely work out on the regular, I can still consume some of my favorites (in moderation). Because giving up on queso seems wrong. And if anyone remembers that one time I gave cheese up for Lent? And HOW well that worked out for the practice of Lent (sorry, Mom)?
The other night, I had a decadent and ridiculous grilled cheese sandwich that I’m going to have to make again and destroy your diet with a recipe and pictures because holy crap was it that GOOD. It was like breakfast on crack. For dinner.
Last night? A charcuterie platter before dinner. Mac and cheese. Some of Brian’s beef Wellington. I didn’t even bother with dessert. I was stuffed.
Twice in the last two months, I’ve been caught playing chocolate roulette…like a a gambling addict only with chocolate instead of money.
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Oh girl, I have had the absolute WORST food habits lately. I’m eating asiago cheese bagels slathered in creme cheese on the regular + vending machine trips + alcohol by the bottle (to get me through the long winter nights). I need to renew my vows with the gym. STAT.
Dude! I feel so awesome. We started with our trainers today, and it was perf.
On that note, I loooooove bagels and cream cheese and booze. We don’t have vending machines easily accessible, but you can pretty much get whatever you want delivered to your desk…God I love delivery services.