If I give you sugar will you give me...

Six days into my sweet-free* existence, and I want sugar so badly I would knife a man for a muffin. Another few days of this and I'll probably be hallucinating that my hands are cupcakes and the cats are cinnamon rolls the size of my head. And I don't even eat very much sugar normally!

In happier dietary news, today I decided to unfuck my crisper drawers and turn the contents into gardener's pie. This, my friends, was a wild success. Some sad broccoli and carrots, wrinkly potatoes and hoary frozen peas and corn combined as if by magic into a delicious dinner. I think the actual magic was not having any broth and subbing red wine. Red wine makes many things better.



* Processed sugary things like cake, candy, ice cream, etc. I can still put honey in my tea.