For lunch, I walked over to the Pump on 55th. Honestly? This Pump and the one I used to go to are two totally different places. At this one, you can only order off the menu; at mine, you can put in whatever you want. Big difference. I had brown rice, bison, guacamole, steamed vegetables […]

Sunday Funday

To me, Sunday Funday means daytime drinking, so that may be a little inaccurate, as I did my daytime drinking yesterday.  After way more alcohol than usual this week (and the requisite less-good food choices that go along with that), alcohol was the last thing I wanted today. I devoted today to recommitting to the […]