[Shameless plug: I wrote a sort of funny post about my flip phone and indignation toward change for the Without Boxes blog. You can read it, if you’d like. And maybe comment on it. I wouldn’t complain.]
I recently discovered my heart rate was a whole 12 bpm faster than it had been last month. I don’t want to brag or anything, but I pride myself on having a nice, low heart rate, so this was a pretty big shock. There seemed to be only one way to handle this disasterous news, which was to make a Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Devil’s Food Cheesecake and eat the grief away. Of course.
The frosting alone had three sticks of butter. I won’t tell you how much the rest of the layers had.
(OK, two and a half sticks.)
Be still my heart.
(But not that still, because there’s a chance that five and a half sticks of butter will actually do that to you.)
On a healthier note, I took some photos of Green Breakfast Frittata Cups for work. They were delicious.
Through My Headphones
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