I think Fat Tuesday is my favorite religious holiday. Which is probably why I’m not religious anymore.
My boss brought in paczkis. 18 of them. For the 6 of us who were in the office today. I chased my usual breakfast of oatmeal with half of a strawberry and half of a custard. I hope there are some left tomorrow because nothing says Ash Wednesday like Fat Tuesday treats …
Lunch was a “Little Hamburger” from Five Guys. (This was not my burger, I didn’t take a picture of if because my co-workers already think I’m weird enough, this picture is someone else’s from Flickr.) I feel like “little” is deceiving. I think what they mean is “single patty.” The regular burgers are two patties. But I do get mine with everything on it, because, well, otherwise, you’re doing it wrong. They are professionals. They know what they are doing. Get everything.
Dinner was leftover chili, not pictured, because I’m a lazy blogger. I ate it immediately after I ran and got chili on my running tights because I don’t know how to feed myself. And I had to run tonight, to test if paczkis are good for carbo-loading. I’m getting my training tips from I Heart Pikermis. Verdict: yeah, sure, whatever, they taste good, go for it. I doubt any elites read my blog so does it really make a difference?
Dessert was some leftover Christmas candy in the freezer … what we affectionately call “deer turds” – chocolate covered peanuts. Again, not pictured because I want you to use your imagination.
What did you eat for Fat Tuesday? I hope it was good.