I am coming out of the shock of loosing my dog Che. He was Geri's dog too, but he was really mine. He had a hard life before we got him. It's much too long a detailed a story to tell, and this is a food blog, so let's stick with the food.
That quesadilla I had last night after class really kicked my ass. I mean it tasted great, the beans, and the rice, the salsa, but if I had my car running on natural if I could have stuck a hose up my ass and into the vehicle I could have run it all day on the fumes I was emitting.
Today is a fasting day. It was supposed to be Tuesday but I was too far into my funk to muster through a day without food. I can eat dinner tonight, and I will be sucking down my blue agave
drink throughout the day.
I'm thinking about a nice feta past tonight with fresh basil, cherry tomatoes, & Brussel sprouts with a nice petit salad of frisee and black olives, cucumbers, and radishes. That's the plan and a good way to end a fast. I have to fast again Friday.
Diane M. Thanks for the dog poems. I will read them. Hello to Arthur.
Peace,
Make Food/Not War
What I ate today;
No breakfast or lunch
Dinner: pasta and Brussel sprout, no salad
Exercise: 5 miles walking
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