Steak and fries after I ran and worked out. I made a steak and fries, and then found the tuna fish on toasted rye with swiss cheese my wife had brought me for dinner, so I ate that too.
I’m not sure why, but then I was still kind of hungry so I had a liverwurst on rye with swiss and mustard and some doritos.
Sunday was the apple harvest festival in Biglerville ( a pagan festival,) and we had brought an apple pie, so I rounded things off with a slab of that heated in the microwave topped with ice cream and whipped cream.
I feel kind of rotten, but I’m still hungry and there’s frozen White Castle cheeseburgers in the fridge.
Boy, I’m glad I read this, I was sitting here feeling gluttonous for chowing a large pizza (pep-sausage-ham) and a small bowl of coffee ice cream along with almost a liter of apple cider. Now I feel like your basic HS cheerleader, relatively.
my GOD, how big is your stomach?! remind me never to invite you over for dinner, Scylla, no matter how much i want to hear the conclusion of your sheep story. yeesh… shuffles away muttering about gluttons and mutton
Dang. You should come over–I have a ton of food left over from my party Saturday night… black bean dip, chicken tinga, carne asada, rice, salsa… I can’t finish it all. I even have a 1/2 gallon of the greatest margarita mix to make some smashing drinks with.
Actually, you sound quite a bit like my boyfriend–when he gets to eating like that, I call him Goat Boy.
Hmm . . . so what does this make me, the guy who’s been living essentially on bacon cheeseburgers, personal pizzas, root beer and fries for the past month and a half?
And no, I have not gained any weight. And my sole exercise has been the occasional bike ride.
[sub]Don’t hate me because my metabolism kicks your ass:)[/sub]
