the 'inspiration' was breakfast! ok! no probs! POUTINE BENEDICT IT IS!!
i started with "ruby little gems". i die whenever i see them in the grocery store, and finally gave in to the adoreableness. i want to keep you all in my pocket, all the time. i want to tuck you into bed at night and kiss your foreheads.
they turned into pretty tough little fuckers though. i pretty much broke my teeth off eating them. TUCK YOURSELF IN AT NIGHT.
"poutine benedict" requires 3 egg yolks and two eggs. and 1/4 cup of butter. and a pile of cheese curds. and my stomach is not feeling the greatest as i write this.
ok so i took the roasted LITTLE GEMS placed a poached egg on top, dumped fresh cheese curds over the egg, and topped them with a hollandaise sauce and green/spring/WHATEVER onions.
i seriously dont feel well.
i drank a giant glass of white wine to try and erase in my mind what i just did to my body and then i made leo pose with me and this made sense at the time. (it is still that time).
ps: new feature! "music to eat to!" tonight it was the constantines. poutine..canadian....etc. what.
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aww, you drink booze to ease your not-feeling-well anxieties, too? we are definitely on the same wavelength! whatever, everyone knows it's the best medicine...
also best done alone. i know you're with me on that too. hah!
How are you skinny?
from eating poutine every day!
ok i just thought of a real answer: because i have diarrhea a lot. eg: just had a starbuck's egg/ham sandwich thing+grande vanilla latte and now it';s all gone. get it?
So like... bulimia of the butt?
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