Too much garlic

I ate way too much yesterday. Lately I have limited myself to a small snack around 10:00 am and a sensible dinner. Yesterday, I had breakfast, a snack, lunch, another snack, and a huge dinner. I feel like crap today. I guess the beer probably aided in my demise as well. We had our Wednesday BBQ at Travis’ place this time. He has been living in his grandmother’s house since she passed away. It’s in Corona Del Mar (South Newport), overlooking the ocean. Nice place. It just sold (I think it was a couple of million) so he has a month before he needs to be out.

Dinner was great. There was wasabi snack mix, tortilla chips with a pesto basil ranch dip, sushi, salad, chicken, pork, garlic bread (more on that later), steamed garlic cabbage, cheesy rice, homemade brownies, and ice cream. Ugh. I ate way, way, way too much. James made the garlic bread. It had whole pieces of garlic and some stinky type of cheese on it. It tasted good, but I am paying for it today.

I called James at 5:15 am this morning to thank him for driving. He called me back later and started swearing, so he must have had the wrong number. :)