Food Blog Entry #179

8/10

I'm an expert at dehydrating myself. What I do is: turn off the air conditioning and workout until there's a puddle of sweat surrounding me. It's no wonder why I felt woozy after my second workout of the day.

Anyway...by this time I was ready to jump into a tub of food and eat to my heart's content. Only today was different, we had guests visiting for coffee and my mom was not about to abandon them to have dinner with me. I decided I'd wait until they caught up with each other and finished their coffee. They had a scheduled their visit at 6:00 PM...so we waited...and waited...and waited until 6:30 PM. I've heard of being "fashionably late", but not for COFFEE. I demanded that my mom investigate the discrepancy. She logged on her e-mail and checked to make sure that it really was at 6:00 PM. Turns out it was at six...but was planned for Sunday, not Saturday. By then I wanted to take a bite out of my arm, so I quickly forgave her mistake and begged that we immediately go to Denny's...one of the closest restaurants.

Lumberjack Slam: Two buttermilk pancakes, a slice of grilled honey ham, two bacon strips, two sausage links and two eggs*, plus hash browns and wheat toast.

How much wood can a woodchuck chuck? I don't know...I'm a lumberjack.