Okay, so I've already established that I'm a foodie, and life in the San Francisco Bay Area has been very good to me. Now that I'm relocating to nearly South of the Border in San Diego in just a few days, I've taken it upon myself to bid farewell to my favorite restaurants.
My waistline will hate me for this, and I'm sure that I'll be hitting play on BOD more frequently than ever, but for now, I indulge. Yesterday was Italian; tomorrow is sushi. I ate one of my favorite subs with the ever-famous "dirty sauce" today…
Actually, if I re-read my own blog entry months down the road and I ask myself why I can't get rid of the last stubborn 10 (*ahem* 15) pounds, I will look to this past month and know EXACTLY why.
Crap, I think I need an intervention.