CONFESSIONS OF A                                                                  
     
RESTAURANT WHORE
A San Francisco Girl's Down and Dirty Adventures in the Culinary Playground

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

You Know You Are in the Restaurant Whore Household When...

To counteract all of this fine eating, I've been, literally, working my ass off. When we got into bed last night, Jon commented on my new buffness. I responded with "Yeah, but there is still a layer of fat over all that muscle." Wanna know what my husband said?

Wait for it.


Wait for it.


His reply, without missing a beat:

"Just like duck!"

It is becoming painfully clear to me just how limited our world view is, ladies and gentlemen. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to throw myself over some polenta and call it a day.

xoxo
Joy

"To eat is a necessity. To eat intelligently is an art."
--La Rochefoucauld

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