More thoughts about food:

• When I came back from my first visit to Europe (September 2001, and yes, I was caught in the Sept 11th airport messiness), I decided I wanted to "eat like a European". To me, this meant pasta with tomato sauce (which I made every day from scratch: some onion, some garlic, a bit of green pepper, one diced tomato), expensive coffee, and croissants. This is what I ate every day. It's ALL I ate every day, because I couldn't afford to buy anything else. But it's also... well, it's all I wanted, because it reminded me of being in Europe. I felt, back then, like I was meant to be in Europe.
  
• When M (my ex) and I were in the long, drawn-out, 2-month process of breaking up, I developed a fondness for green tea Frappuccinos. I drank them 2 or 3 times a week, until one day T. was rushed to the hospital to get her appendix removed. Earlier in the day, she'd enjoyed a green tea Frappuccino with me, and while there's no proof that's what messed her up, I haven't been able to drink one since.

What's the best meal you've ever had? I can't decide. Right at this moment, I'd have to say it was whatever H. cooked on Valentine's Day :)

I'm too sore to go to the gym today (but I worked my ass off yesterday, let me tells ya) so I think I'm going into video mode for the day. wish me luck.