So this is gluttony...
I've made some of what I call tacos. Although there is no lettuce or onions, and the meat is prepared more like spaghetti sauce. So sue me, I'm not Hispanic (despite the officer who questioned me about ten years ago insisting, "We're sure it's you. It's the same kind of car and the witness said the driver was Hispanic.") and I love my baka gringo soft tacos. That's the trouble though, I really love these things.
Using smaller tortillas helps, since eating five feels like more than two even if the five are made with those little five inch tortillas. Those little ones also force you to cut way back on the meat since you can't put in much without bursting them. But I keep wanting to eat just one more. And even only two spoonfuls of meat each still adds up.
And I really want just one more and just one more after that. Maybe still one more...
Surely this has nothing to do with still being above two hundred pounds. Nah, there cannot be any connection.
Using smaller tortillas helps, since eating five feels like more than two even if the five are made with those little five inch tortillas. Those little ones also force you to cut way back on the meat since you can't put in much without bursting them. But I keep wanting to eat just one more. And even only two spoonfuls of meat each still adds up.
And I really want just one more and just one more after that. Maybe still one more...
Surely this has nothing to do with still being above two hundred pounds. Nah, there cannot be any connection.