You read my first post and laughed. Most likely, you thought I was self-deprecating and exaggerating a tad. Fine, both are true, but read on and tell me that I’m not (at least partially) covered with a rain cloud!
I love food. Actually, I’m obsessed with eating, which I think is a negative thing vs. the positive “love of food” spin. As soon as I finish eating one meal/snack, I start thinking about what I crave next. Recently, I took a job in the library at the culinary school where I work, effectively reducing my physical activity to almost nothing. So I went from constantly running up and down four flights of stairs and never sitting to hours on end spent on my rather significant rump. Basically, my metabolism took a nosedive while my eating never slowed. Continue reading
Mindy's Recipe For Disaster 