Damned Cooking Dreams ...

Now on top of the smoking dreams (haven't had any since Monday) I'm
getting cooking dreams!
Last night I was frying up chips, bacon, eggs, and some kind of meat.
It was a self-fulfilling dream, because waking up ravenous as I seem to
be doing every morning of late, I did fry these foods and also some
liver.
And now I'm thinking of what can I make next, some five hours later.
Food is becoming a blasted obsession.
When I smoked, I normally ate only one small meal per day and sometimes
almost nothing at all except instant coffee,  and felt none the worse for
it.
That routine lasted something like 30   years or so and I was skin and
bone and sinew. Now I got me a huge great pot belly.... oh the shame of
it.
--
Ian
Horribly obese but handsome  with it.