Confession #2

I slip.

That Western Burger with hash browns and mozzarella sticks at Denny's last night to celebrate my sister's safe return to New England? Totally a slip. Easily three times more than I should have eaten in one sitting.

Burgers are my nemesis. I love them, but they tend to make me sick, and portion control goes against logic (and structural integrity). Because of this, I don't have them very often.

Mozzarella sticks, though? Gifts from the gods.