Fried Chicken and Breyers Mint Chocolate Chip

Well, that was my meal last night. It was just one of those days where comfort food was the only food in town. I did use canola oil though so brownie points for that…yes…ok, no.   My life has spiralled into a fat hot mess. I don’t go to my fabu brooklyn Crunch anymore and I’ve all but abandoned any type of healthy eating. I would slap myself for such gluttonous behavior but knowing me I would then feel bad for how I’ve treated myself and buy myself “4 chicken wings and french fries” from the chinese restaurant.  Something to note: in the ghetto, no one orders real chinese food, but rather fried meat and rice, smothered in ketchup and bbq sauce to the point that it is unrecognizable but I digress. I’ve got to get back to the gym and ’show my face’ as my father used to say. Though his face was usually neatly place against someone’s couch passed out from one too many. Still people were glad to see the back of his head. That’s how I want people to remember me…

~ by breadlinepalace on April 25, 2008.