What’s beefy mac? It’s a name I made up for the concoction I was about to throw together, but I’m sure it’s not original. The finished product was more or less what we native New Englanders would call American chop suey.
A year ago, almost to the day, my life changed. I woke up, as usual, I went to the bathroom, as usual, and I weighed myself, as usual. I was disappointed, as usual, with the number staring back at me. I was unhappy, as usual, with the figure I saw in the mirror. For some … Continue reading Carrying 21 pounds less baggage
I had the best meal of my trip this evening here in Ljubljana. I’d walked past a little hole-in-the-wall place with a sign that read “home cooking” several times since yesterday, so tonight I walked in. I don’t even know the name of the place.