And now come the regrets. Did I really have to have that second piece of pecan pie? Couldn't the mashed potatoes have had maybe a little less butter? Did I truly have to eat all of those mint ...
Enough with the heavy cooking. Enough with the calories. It feels as if I have been on an eating jag all year. Oh, who am I kidding? It feels as if I have been on an eating jag since Halloween. First ...
And now come the regrets. Did I really have to have that second piece of pecan pie? Couldn't the mashed potatoes have had maybe a little less butter? Did I truly have to eat all of those mint ...
And now come the regrets. Did I really have to have that second piece of pecan pie? Couldn’t the mashed potatoes have had maybe a little less butter? Did I truly have to eat all of those mint ...
Yes. Yes I did. Those things are great. But now I’m feeling it: every Christmas cookie, every potato pancake, every Frango mint. My belt is annoyed at me. My scale groans when it sees me approach. So ...
And now come the regrets. Did I really have to have that second piece of pecan pie? Couldn’t the mashed potatoes have had maybe a little less butter? Did I truly have to eat all of those mint ...