As they say, necessity is the mother of sandwiches.
I spent last night more or less comatose, and most of today lying around continuing the long, slow, process of digestion while I waited (I’m still waiting, really) for the blood to leave my stomach so that I can start using my brain again.
I should be grateful to live in a city where you can’t throw a rock without knocking over a stack of paper cup-warmers.
In my continuing quest to make a complete mockery of the term “vegetarian,” I ate a hamburger today. With bacon.
Best weblog I’ve run into lately: The Cheese Diaries. Yum.
I can, however, confirm that it was a mighty tasty cake. Very… brown… but tasty nonetheless.