Ridiculously, I emo-ate after leaving the dinner party. I would have asked for a doggie bag and ate the pasta and tomato pie, but I didn't see anyone doing that and I just met the host and barely spoke to him because he was cooking most of the night. I stopped for Stouffer's lasagna, two kinds. Somehow pistachio nuts and cream filled chocolate chip cookies jumped into my cart. I only had a few. I don't think I've felt this bloated since before May of this year. Anyway, pasta demanded, I complied.
Comments
Post a Comment