Some day, I’m going to allow myself an entire cheat day. I’ve thought about this quite a bit. I’ve stayed up late at night pre-planning the worse possible combination of junkfood that I hate to love.
Pre-Breakfast: Half a dozen pastries, a nice mixture of jelly filled, cream filled, cake, fritter, raised, and glazed. All will be washed down with a pot of coffee. Why so light on breakfast? I’ve still got a whole day ahead of me.
Breakfast: Village Inn. A nice greasy omelet with a side of hash browns swimming in a pool of still-spattering oil. A short stack of pancakes drenched in a vat of pure maple syrup. A pot of coffee. A brownie with ice-cream for desert.
Brunch: McDonalds. Supersized #1 with a diet Coke… diet Coke just taste better man. Two hot apple pies will contrast the German chocolate DQ blizzard that I’m going to pick up on my way to the corner store.
Lunch: Perhaps something exotic like Ethiopian, Syrian, or Dim Sum. This will be the flavor of the day; whatever strikes my fancy at the moment.
Afternoon Snack: All kinds of candy, Milk Duds, Sugar Babies, Snickers, Junior Mints, Raspberry Zingers, Hostess Cupcakes, PEZ, Hot Tamales, M&Ms, gummy bears, Tootsie Pops… it really doesn?t matter.
Dinner: Something Mexican from one of the local restaurants. Start the meal off with a basket of complimentary tortilla chips and salsa then order a big ol’ gut bomb of fried cheese and fatty ground beef wrapped in some kind of shell or tortilla, and for desert… sopapillas with gallons of honey.
Pre-bed Snack: A large ass pizza with pepperoni and black olives.
Some day… some day.