Afternoon Delight

This past weekend housed roughly 5 days chock full of birthday joy, a large part of which came in the form of food.




















This is part of my mom's birthday dinner for me. At the surface it may seem via the serving sizes that I was unappreciative and picky, but an untrained eye would only be so fooled.

The small portions owed due to the previous 2 days of feasting where, no lie, I ate enough to kill a small to medium sized horse (depending on breed). I Wikipedia'd "horse stomach explosion" and found that my gastrointestinal tract held close to double the poundage of your average equine stomach. Google it yourself.

All without taking a "number two" since Friday.

Also take note of the obsessive-compulsive arrangement of food. NEVER should they touch one another. It would be a great shame to get mashed potatoes on your corn or corn on your chicken.

Gross.

The rest of my family will start with a plate that looks "similar" to mine, then dump macaroni and cheese on top of the chicken, then slop some beans on the corn, then maybe ruin the mashed potatoes by carelessly adding God-knows-what-else.

All I know is that I ate a lot, it hurt, and it was awesome.

"Part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside." ~Mark Twain

I think this is the start of a beautiful eating friendship.

Let's get this party started right.



I'd like to christen this ship with a picture of a hamburger from Five Guys stolen from another blog. This will easily be the first of many images theived away in the midst of night. Get used to it.

When possible, I will try to use my own photographs (with appropriate credit, of course) so you, the viewer, will get an accurate taste of the many simple, childish food choices that daily caress my palate.

You will never see a photograph of Foie Gras, spicy Turkish lentils or pureed prawn with smoked yogurt and nori on this website. This, I swear to you.

Now please visually sex-up the above burger, the meat patty clearly slapped between the palms of God.