Saturday, March 11, 2017

Sometimes Failure Is Both Epic And Epicurean

Saturday, March 11, 2017

On the road most of today = garbage eating.  Honestly I was in a pissy state of mind and I didn't care very much.  Not a whole lot better this evening, but some.  I had planned to hit the farm on my way home this afternoon but I got a late start and took a whole lot longer than I had planned so no dice.  Fortunately I still have quite a bit of stuff on hand.

Brunch:  A whole bunch of Chik-Fila-A.  Coffee.

No picture.  Tasty but very excessive.  And there was sugar involved because they have great lemonade.

Lunch:  4 White Castles with cheese

No picture.  Tasty but very WTF.  What can I say, we don't have the Castle around here.

Dinner:  CF chuck roast, mashed potatoes with gravy, carrots, later 12 oz Bells Two Hearted Ale

Gold, Jerry!  Gold!
Delicious.  It created a lot of dishes, but I'm glad I made it.  Threw the roast in the crock pot before I left this morning, 10 hours later it's splendid.

Exercise:  Nope.  Negative exercise, sitting on my ass in the car.

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