Wednesday late afternoon, after a wonderful few hours spent with old friends from San Diego, I had an emotional crash. My other old friend, Self-Loathing, dropped in for a visit. I really need to end that friendship. I hate that guy.
I do not, however, hate San Geraldo. Knowing it would make me feel better, he picked up a bag of assorted chocolate bombones. They’re a great mood-enhancer, an excellent aid for digestion, and a powerful dietary supplement before and after a workout. (I might be making that up).
|FOR MEDICINAL PURPOSES ONLY.
I THINK I WENT BEYOND THE RECOMMENDED DAILY ALLOWANCE.
|SO, MY LUNCH THE NEXT DAY. ENSALADA ALA SAN GERALDO.
(AVOCADO, PLUM, CLEMENTINE, MELON, CELERY, ALMONDS, CHEESE, AND TURKEY.)
|SAN GERALDO’S LUNCH ALA HIMSELF.
(MY PLATE FITS, WITH ROOM TO SPARE, ON THE PLACEMAT.)
|AND THE DAY THAT FOLLOWED.
(PAPAYA, MANGO, PLUM, MELON, CELERY, ALMONDS, CHEESE, AND TURKEY.)
|BECAUSE I WORRY ABOUT TOO MUCH PROTEIN.
(ROSCOS MADE BY JUAN CARLOS’S MOTHER. LIKE DONUTS… BUT BETTER.)
|WHAT WAS LEFT WHEN I SAT DOWN TO BLOG.
DON’T WORRY; I DIDN’T DO IT ALONE. SAN GERALDO HAD 3 PIECES.