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breakfast of champions

I made French Toast for lunch, and it was delicious. French Toast is essentially an excuse to ingest a ton of butter, bread, cinnamon and maple syrup. I guess I now have to have lunch for dinner to complete the circle, but most likely, Iíll eat breakfast (in some form or another) again.

Breakfast has always been my favorite meal because you can eat sweet AND savory, and even mix them up on your plate. Forget getting chocolate in someone elseís peanut butter, the best is comingling syrup and bacon, eggs and pancakes, potatoes and ketchup.

Show me a green salad with cheese and apples, or a roast with a fruit-scented reduction; Iíll order it. I like quesadillas with mango salsa, moroccan tagines with apricots, and caramelized Brie. The classic pairing of cream of tomato soup with half a grilled cheese sandwich? Heaven!

I was famished when I got back from UCLA this morning. They practically drained me of every fluid in my body, so the hunger made perfect sense. I have to say, Iíve had tremendous luck in the physician department at that campus. Every doctor Iíve met with so far has been friendly, nice, easy to talk to and funny. It was never this way at UCSF. The doctors there were rude and humorless. I donít know why.

Oh god, Iíve got to clean this dump. Terence arrives tomorrow night and I donít want him to see the sloth Iíve succumbed to in his absence. The sink is clear of dishes, but the rest of the apartment needs tidying up.

The movers arrive a week from today, and have I packed anything? Nope! Iíve done a little bit of Ollie North style shredding, but thatís about it. Iíve got to get my ass in gear.

2:49 p.m. - 2004-02-19



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