It’s late at night and I thought, I really need to write a blog post and the first title that came to mind was Fu Manchu. I’ve no idea why. Wait. I take that back. I sort of know why. It’s because it’s fun to say. I remember being a kid and saying it just for that reason. And guess what? It’s still fun to say. Go ahead… say it out loud. I’ll wait.
You liked it, didn’t you?
Are you also picturing the Fu Manchu mustache? I am.
Anyway, what I really wanted to talk about was food. It’s after midnight and I’m hungry. (FYI, I’m always hungry.) For the past I don’t know how many Mondays, I’ve said I’m going to eat better, and well, so far that hasn’t happened. Could have something to do with these. When it comes to willpower, I have none. It’s because of the sweet tooth gene I was born with.
I do like good, healthy food. In fact, I love it. These! I have got to make these! The problem is, I’m a lazy planner. I keep thinking the kitchen fairies are going to strike and supply all the ingredients and time I’ll need to make nutritious meals that the guys in my household will eat without complaining. One Monday soon, I’ll turn the corner and take my family with me. (Probably kicking and complaining, but would it kill them to eat something besides meat and potatoes?)
In the meantime, what’s on your menu?