( The Long Version )

As of midnight tonight, it is farewell pomme de terre. From this point forth, I will not have potatoes browned, mashed, baked, stuffed, julienned or fried. There will be no mash with my bangers, no tatties with my neeps, no hash browns with my grits (if I even ate grits).

For January, I gave up coffee. Tried to give it up. I drank four cups during ( Read more... )