The irony, really, is that I’m a foodie. I love food. I focus on healthful and natural food that feeds not only my athletic body, but the athletic bodies of my whole family. The compounding irony is that I’m also a bit superstitious about New Years day. I think that what you do on that day sets the tone for the year. Well, I at least want to think that way.
So, it is with much chagrin that I tell you that tonight’s dinner came in a plastic tub from Costco. It’s some sort of 7 Layer-Dip, and it snuggles up ever so gleefully on the tip of a corn chip. There is nothing in here that I normally eat. As a rule, I don’t really eat beans, or dairy, or corn or anything that is in any way shelf stable.
Except when I do. Continue reading