I Have a Problem

I only want to eat sugar--in various forms, of course. I bit the bullet and made a real dinner tonight, but after five bites, I threw the bullet back in the fridge and grabbed more licorice. This last week, I have subsisted on gummy bears, licorice, banana nut muffins, oatmeal cream pies (good lord, those are tastey--i had just plum forgotten what merriment they bring my tongue), and a random orange, apple or fistful of grapes thrown in once in a while for good measure (well, to ward off scurvy).

speaking of scurvy, my friend once told me how her artist-father lived off of $2.00/day back when he was in college; he bought a coke, a pack of twinkies, and smoked a pack of camels. I was so awed, "Wow! That is so cool!" (I was more stoked that cigarettes were so cheap, and that the whole meal only cost $2.00...)

Her response: "The man got scurvy."

I'd eat berries if they were cheaper, but since they're not, it's licorice and me for now.

Oh, and here's the dinner I made tonight--a great summer dish:

Four cups cooked orzo
1 cup wilted spinach
1 red pepper, sauteed with one clove garlic
some crumbled goat cheese (or feta)
some fresh sprigs of mint, chopped
juice of 1 lemon
3 tbs olive oil
salt and pepper to taste

Mix together and serve.
If you use feta, some dill is usually a nice touch, too.

For dessert, I suggest cherry licorice.